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Entered an Second Clan Matter at the New York, N. Y . Post Ofﬁce. Copyrighted 1896, by BEADLE AND ADAMS.
April 14.18315. 1
$2.50 PUBLISHED WEEKLY BY BEADLE AND ADAMS. Price,
N 0' a Year- No. 98 WILLIAM STREET. NEW YORK. 5 centB- V01“
0 SWEULLY
Gold Canyon.
BY EDWARD L. WHEELER,
AUTHOR OF “ DEADWOUI) DICK ” NOVELS, ETC.
CHAPTER I.
DEADWOOD mcx DOOMED.
“ DEADWOOD Du‘x, your race is run."
Cold and bitter md vengeful were the
OVER THE HARD, STONY. BARREN PLAIN, SCREAMING LIKE A DEMON, DRAGGING words, as they dropped from the speaker’s
DEADWOOD mcx AT THE END OF‘ THE none. - hps.
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“Ha! ha!
Deadwo
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0d Dick, Jr.’s, Death-Doom.
It was a. scene not easily forgotten.
The mouth of a dark,’ dismal canyon,
with a stretch of barren plain, and the
curtain of night about dropping to cover ,
all. -
Half a dozen grim-visaged men, four
of whom were holding a black horse by
the head. The other two held a prisoner.
whose arms were securely tied ,Iwith a
rope. a coil of which the man quoted
was holding in his hand as he spoke.
The prisoner was a handsome, fearless-
faced man of thirty or thereabouts, with
magnetic black eyes and hair and mus-
tache of dark color. He was roughly
clad, wearing a blue shirt. with a ker-
chief tied at the throat, and coarse trou-
sers that were incased in the legs ot'a
pair of cowhide “stogies.” He met the
look of his capto‘r defiantly.
“I have heard that said before," he
coolly retorted. -
“ Well, you have heard it said for the
last time, now,” was the grim rejoinder.
“ Do you know what we are going to do
with you? " '
"I begin to suspect." . ‘_
“ Well, I won't keep you in doubt. We
are going to tie you fast to Black Thun-
derer here, a horse that no man has ever
been able to tame, and let him drag you
to your death down across yon plain."
“A cheerful prospect, truly."
“ Egad! but you 'are a man of nerve.
Why don‘t you cringe and whine and
beg for mercy? ” 1
You do not know your'man,
I guess, Melvin Munson.”
The other started violently, and paled.
His hand dropped to his hip, and he
partly drew a gun from its holster.
“You know my'name! ” he exclaimed.
“You have sealed your fate, with those
two words, Deadwood Dick.”
He drew the gun and coolly cooked it",
but the other man of the half.dozen who,
had charge of the prisoner with him, ex-
tended an arm between them, saying as
he did so: - . V
.“ Hold on; Captain Lucifer: d'on’t spoil-
the fun for the boys'that way., We Will
have no use for Black Thunderer if you
do, after we have risked our‘ lives in
bringing the infernal beast here.’ Let’s.
carry out the original programme, for
that will be death, certain enough."
“Yes, and I’m glad you ‘stopped me.”
returned the evident ringleader, shov-
ing the. gun back again into its holster.
“Yowhever came nearer to your death
' in your life than you did that moment,
‘ ed the captain.
~Dick ‘Brlstol. ‘But I can afford to spare
’you a few minutes, since the other way
‘ will be equally as certain, and a good
deal more satisfying." ’,. . _
“Hurry up about it!" urgedone of
the four who were holding the horse.
“ We can't hold this devil much longer."
“ We‘re ready now." unsuiteer Captain,
Lucifer, who, as" he spoke, advanced
with the rope, and secured it around the
horse’s neck. _ '
The’ other end ,was attached to their
prisoner where his arms Were joined to-
gether behind his back, / ' , ~ ‘
There was, perhaps, 0' length of twelve
feet between the horse and the doomed
man. certainly not any more. and there
could be. no doubt about their purpose.
“ Is it all \rlght?” asked one of the
en. .
“ Yes. it is tied fast enough,” respond-
“ Lead the! black devil'.
out here, and let him 'go iti’.’ , ‘
. They went out from til: ,mouth of the
canyon ’a‘little distance; that black horse
atrying lts'bést to- plunge and bite, but
i ,ﬂnding'lii impossible to do so, with four
' “men holding to its head“. ' '
-"- OWVMHUMM; frock
ey stopped. "
nd give
--.-..f”.... _ . .,,. .
a scare,” ordered the leader of the ruf-
ﬁans.
“One word, Melvin Munson,” inter—
posed Dick.
“Say it quick! " the response.
“ If I live to escape~"
“Live to escape! Ha! ha! ha! If I
thought there was a chance of that I
would cut your gullet before you start.
No, no. there is no escape for you this
time. Dick Bristol, you human hound!”
“ if I live, I pledge myself to the pleas-
ant duty of running you and your vile
crew to earth, Captain Lucifer. If you
want to make sure of my fate, you had
better use the pistol as you intended do—
ing. I give you fair warning: only death
can stay my hand of vengeance."
“Ila! ha! You are begging an easier
death, that is all. You have not the
ghost of a chance in a million. Deadwood
Dick. If I thought you had, I would do
as you say; but your death doom is cer-
tain. Let him go! " ,
The four men released their hold upon
the horse‘s he (I, and all sprang back.
Instantly til black horse reared.
The half do en rascals shouted and
ﬂung their hats at him, and, half crazed
with fright, the animal uttered a scream
that was almost human in its intensity,
and bounded away. I
At ﬁrst the prisoner tried to make. use
of his legs, but it was useless. The rope
being secured behind his back, the Sec—
ond leap of the horse turned the victim
around, and the next carried him off his
feet and ﬂung him to the ground with
great-force. ,, v
The” wretches laughed and shouted in
derision. '
Ottt over the barren plain the horse
plunged, screaming like a demon, drag-
ging the helpless man at the end of the
rope! . ‘
Out into the fast-"gathering gloom .of
night, turning this way and that, was
Deadwood Dick carried, into a merciless
destiny. -
~ CHAPTER 11.
‘THE HAND-'01" FATE. ‘
When Deadwood Dick next opened .his
eyes he was in the midst of strange sur-
. roundings.
‘He was in a cabin, whercthe mellow
light of an afternoon sun shone in.
through a curtained window, revealing
everywhere a woman's handiwork, in
pretty adornments and gentle taste.
A bird was chirping in a cage near
the window, but otherwise not a sound
was to be heard. , '-
Dick looked. around’ the cabin. ,
,He was all alone, evidently, for no one
mas to be seen,. and he essayed to raise
himself up to his elbow.
' Thefinstant he moved sharp-pains shot}
through his body and limbs, and he no,
tered a groan .in spite of himself, and.
was glad enough to lie'still. wondering}.
what had happened. ‘ , .
Where was he? What 7was the matter?
Ah! now he rememberedpcaptainiLucl-
for and the Satanic crew of Cold ‘Gan-
yon!i ‘ i , ' ‘
In a moment the door of the cabin
opened and'a'young woman e tered hur-
riedly,- her face turnedjinquiringly to-
ward the bed on whicthick lay. I
“ 0h! George! :" she cried, as their eyes
met. “ Was it you 'I, heard? Did you call
me? Have you come to your senses at
' last? Oh! how. glad I- am! ” And she in
tog‘him' and half smothered him with
kisses. ( , " -,
Dick wasthorcughly amazed. ,
Hev ovouIdﬁ have pushed hex-“gently?
away, while he told herof‘her'mlstake,
.but hejsould "not mere , withth
foam ‘ ~
«X, "
4 ,She stood a little distance apart now,
- he said-“.11 slat that there is atom
Presently she ceased, and, lifting her
head, looked down lovingly into his eyes.
Dick returned the stare, struck with her
beauty, and wondering who she could be.
He knew not what to say ﬁrst.
“ llow long I have waited for this mo~
ment! ” she exclaimed. “For days and
days you were lying close to death’s
door, and then, when they said you
would get well, there was a doubt as to .
whether you would recover your mind.
You cannot imagine 110w anxiously 1
have waited and watched.”
Again she kissed him.
“Madam, there must be a mistake
here,” said Dick. “You——” '
“You call me madam! Oh! George!
can it be possible that your mind is not
right? That—~"
“My mind seems to be right enough: .
but there issome mistake about my iden~ ,
tity. You call the George, and that cer- ' "
tainly is not my name."
She drew away from him, her eyes
open wide and having a look of dismay in
their depths.
“Not George?” she gasped. “Then
who are you? Tell me, for heaven’s sake,
before'I go mad! ”. , , g
“ I must ﬁrst learn where I‘am, lady,
and some of the attendant ,circnmstances
of my being here. Will you enlighten
me on these points?” ’
“ Oh! I am not mistaken! Your voice
and your eyes—no one else had such .
1 eyes, George. It is as the doctors feared; ‘ ' 5
you do not know yourself.” _ .i- _
She wept, and her tears dropped upon
his face. .
Dick was distressed. What strange
destiny had thrown him into this wo-
man’s life and love? ,
._ He ran events over in his mind rap-
idly. He had never seen her before in ' '
his life, and he knew perfectly well who
he wasmﬂlchard M. Bristol, better known
as Deadwiood Dick, Junior.
I It was plain that she was mistaken-—
love was deceived.
‘ “Lady, there is some great mistake.
Whomldo you take me to be? ” .
“Who but my husband—George Grill." r
“ That is not my name. .I never heard .tz
it before. I have no right here. You «i '
must not kiss me again, for I am not your ‘ .;
husband! ”
looking at him with piercing glance, and t -
Dick, Watching her face, could see that
he had not convinced her. It was a case
surpassing strange. , .
Suddenly shevturned and went out, but
in a few. moments, returned, carrying in .f"
uher arms-a little boy maybe three years
and a. half old. '
,"See, "Geordie! " she said, while she
held him close‘to the bed; “who is it? ?’
“My papa! my papa!" he cried; and '5’
heistruggled to get down to Dick’s face,
w lie tears ﬁlled the woman’s eyes.
“George,” she pleaded, “ do you not“
=knowthe child—«your child and mine-'1 .4.“
Does not the sight of him, and. his voic ‘
calling you, bring yod'back to your iden
tity?” . .‘ , .9!
Dick wasin a quandary. 1 He knew'n
“inst to say or do,'so_greatly was he pm
i z e ' k ‘ ' ' ‘ V 4‘
- “'You will
ave ato'tell'me everythi
mistake new.” '. I . r - -
. “nut, ‘Goorsc. everybody who m .
you 'ﬁhgfow; knows you now, “an ‘
hero thése many days.'.".
'3" Rom longwas I absent from
an? n . Huh, ‘ "I‘ H. I ‘1, ‘3
,vA-lmosta oh! I 16‘
‘ uwcrcd‘cad.’ Y“ immyj .
, ould: not he" 30’ ~‘ ' '
'u‘ionths at the Vote;
to return. within
. V.
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— it“ “
Deadwood Dick, J 1".”s, D3ath~Doom. 3
“ And when did I return? ”
“You were found, more dead than
alive, by a party of men from here, men
who knew you, and they brought you to
me. Oh! George! why can you not re—
member the past? You will break my
heart if you insist that you are not your-
self—that you are not mine and I am not
yours! ” '
CHAPTER III.
CAI’TIAX 1.1't‘ir‘icn‘s (“.xl‘TlVii.
“ Well, George Grill, are you ready yet
to tell the secret? "
“Never, never!” The reply was almost
screamed. “ If I could get at your throat,
though, I would have your life in one
minute! ”
“ Ha! ha! I have not the least doubt of
it. But, you see, you are my prisoner,
safe enough, and there is no help for you.
And that little woman of yours is about
drying her eyes.”
“Curse you, Melvin Munson! Let me
out of here!” .
“‘ Ha, ha! ”
“Curse you! curse you! You are less
a man than the wild hyena that prowls
the plains! Would to God that I could
get at your throat!”
“Tell the secret, my dear fellow; and
you shall be set free without delay. You
have been here a long time, now, and if
you remain much longer you will ﬁnd
your wife married again when you do re-
turn.” ~
“ You demon! You dare to mention her
with your vile lips?”
The poor prisoner tugged madly at the
chains that held him bound to the wall
in his rocky prison. ,
“Oh! I mean it. Women do not mourn
their mates forever, as a rule. She al-
ready believes you dead, and the ﬁrst
gay fellow that happens along will un-
dertake to heal the wound—”
The prisoner raved like a maniac, in
his endeavors to get at his tormentor.
He pulled at his chains, his eyes al-
most blazed, and his thin face was hor-
ribly distorted with passion. What his
mental torture was must be left to the
imagination.
The other drew back from him in-
voluntarily.
“ Will you tell?”
“ Never, if I rot here!”
“ That is likely to be your fate, then,
for I am not coming again for six
months.”
“ Six months! ”
“That is what I said. The last time I
was here was three months ago, and you
doubted ﬁle then when I told you that
I would na‘\come in three months, yet
it has been three months to the very
day.” .
“ My God! ”
The prisoner buried his face in his
hands and sank to the ﬂoor.
His captor looked on him gloatingly,
feeling that he had at last broken his
spirit, and that victory was his.
“And if I meant three months then,
I mean six months this time, as sure as
you live this minute. Make your mind
up quick, for I am in no I humor to
monkey with you.”
“But'think of the consequences if I
tell! Better far take me out and shoot
me like a dog.”
“.NO. I prefer that you shall stay
here and die like a rat.”
“You are a 'devil! ”
“ Men call me Captain Lucifer, that is
true.”
“ But have I not told you time and
again that I do not know the secret you
try to force from me? ”
“And have 'I not told you just as
often that you lie?‘ It is» no use, George
Grill; you either tell me or you stay here,
and I give you just two minutes in which
to make up your mind.”
The prisoner moaned.
“Six months will make a big differ-
ence, you must reflect. The last time
I went down to Silver Bullet your wife
was giving you up for dead, and it was
no secret there that a young man was
doing all he could to fasten the impres—
sion in her mind—”
“You lie! you lie! My wife is too good,
too true—-”
“Not a doubt of it, while she thought
you lived, but now she is becoming eon-
vinced that you must be dead. And why
not? You expected to be back in three
months or less, and here it is a year
since. you left her. Say, you must begin
to want to see that boy of yours, I
should think, and six months will be a
long time to——"
“God in heaven give me power to
break these chains!”
The prisoner made a leap at the throat
of his tormentor, and with such force
that he hurt himself not a little.
“It is no use. You are here to stay,
unless you decide to tell what I want to
know. If you will do that, I will free
you within an hour."
“You are lying to me, curse you."
' “'No, I mean it."
“ But, then, do you not know that you
have made me your worst foe? I would
not now rest until I had found your heart
for all you haVe'made me suffer. You
would not trust me.”
“Ha! ha! Do you Imagine that I
would fear you or your like? You do not
know Captain Lucifer, or that idea
would be the last to ﬁx itself upon your
mind. No, no, you do not know me, or
you would not hesitate about telling
what I demand.
“ It is because I do know you, Melvin
Munson, that I will not tell.”
“ You have not begun to know me yet.
What if I put you to the torture, to make
you yield? I tell you that a Sioux chief
could not invent half the things that I
could make you suffer—aye, that I will
make you stiffer, if you do not relent!
Come, the time is fast slipping away
from you, and you have not given me
your decision.” '
“ Do you not know how impossible it
is for me to tell? in the name of heaven,
have mercy on me.” ‘
"No mercy, unless you disclose? ”
“And if I do tell, then you will end
my life. I see it in your face, demon
that you are. You would not dare to
let me live, after what you have made
me suffer—and you would act wisely.”
The prisoner in chains was again upon
his feet, and now he stood .with arms
folded on his breast. .
There was deﬁance in his very look.
“You mean to refuse, I see it in your
eyes,” said the inhuman wretch, “but
think twice before you do. Think of
your wife, your child, and your further
stay of six months here, and what can
happen to them in that time. I can
carry the proof to Silver Bullet that you
are dead; a skeleton found in the hills,
and so forth, will do it nicely.”
“Go! curse you! go!” screamed the
prisoner. “ Not another word from your
accursed lips! Your words come‘from .a
heart as black as crime can make it, and
I would not believe you though you
took your oath to every syllable you
uttered. Go! and my curse with you! be—
fore I call upon God to lend me the
strength of a Samsdn to pull these eter—
nal rocks down upon us both! Go! and
whether it be six months or six years.
or sixty, I will never reveal the secret
you are so eager to have out of me! ”
CHAPTER IV.
scumnas STARTED.
Cold Camp, situate in Cold Canyon,
was a hard place.
How it came by its odd name does
not concern us, but it more than prob—
ably heired it naturally.
Cold Canyon was one of the coolest
places in summer, and one of the bleak-
est in winter, to be found anywhere in
the hills. Somehow the wind seemed
to seek that particular thoroughfare.
And the camp—it was as hard as it
was cold.
, The seasons made some difference in
the temperature; in the camp’s char-
acter, none.
it was a. hard hole, ﬁrst, last, and all
the time——as hard as could be, and the
Worthy citirens of the place actually
boasted of its hardness. There was not
another camp anywhere round about
that could at all compare with it.
This was acknowledged.
The Chieftain and boss bully of the
clan, so to say, was one Dudley Hock—
1118.11.
Hockman was, in more ways than one,
monarch of all he surveyed, for he hap-
pened to be sheriff of the county.
Locally, he was owner of the mine
that gave Cold Camp its excuse for ex-
isting. Not only so, but he was mayor
of the camp—and no camp is complete
without a mayor, in the “ wild and'wool-
ly." '
Next to Hockman stood Melvin Mun-
son.
He was manager of the mine for Hock-
man, and, in the latter’s absence, rule-.i
in his stead in and about the canyon.
Hockman’s duties as sheriff and his
other interests 'kept him away a part
of the time, and so, in reality, the camp
was under the sway of Munson in his
stead. ,
At thetime of which we write, Hock-
man had just returned from One of his
periodic absences.
He met Munson in the “Snug Snap ”
saloon. ‘ ,
They shook hands, took a drink, and
set off together for the ofﬁce of the mine.
In the presence of others they had
made only commonplace remarks, but
they became more conﬁdential as they
proceeded in the direction of the ofﬁce
as mentioned.
“Well, what is the word?” asked
Hockman.
“ Just the same, if you mean concern-
ing our man.”
“ I do.”
“ Well, there he is, and the devil him-
self could not make him tell what he
knows.” .
“We’ll have to see about that.”
“There is only one way open to us,
now; We have tried this way ’long
enough.”
“And how is that? ”
“ Torture.”
“If he isas stubborn as you have
said, I doubt whether that would have
the desired effect.”
“ No knowing till we try it."
“I suppose not.”
“The fact of the business is, he has
made up his mind that he will stay there
till he rots before he will let it out.”
“When did you see him last?"
“A month ago.”
“What did he say then?”
“ The same as he had said three
months before.”
“That he would not tell, eh?"
“ Exactly.”
“And what further threats did you
make to force him to come .to the
scratch?” '
“I told him that I would leave him
a
4
Deadwood Dick, J r.’s, Death-Doom. V H T,
there six months, but what he should
disclose the secret, but still he was stub-
born. I could not break him down,
though I thought once I was coming near
to doing it.”
“ How was that?”
“When I reminded him of his wife
and child.”
“ That is the one thing that I thought
would break him down long before this."
" And I worked it for all it was worth,
too, but all to no purpose. He would not
yield. Reminded me that it was im-
possible, and all that. Said I had much
better shoot him.”
“I guess it will have to be torture,
as you say.”
“ And I am doubtful of even that.”
" Ha! how so? "
“He would not trust us."
“We are not asking him to trust us,
:2 re we? "
“ All we have to promise him is, his
liberty. if he will disclose.”
“ And isn’t that enough? "
“ Ought to be, that is true, after the
long time he has been here; but he BUS--
pects that we would not keep our word
with him.”
“ The deuce."
“And with good reason, too. He ar-
gues that once we had his secret out
of him we would put him out of the way
to be rid of him, for we. would not be
likely to let him live for revenge.”
They had by this time come to the
ofﬁce of the mine. ,
Hockman was thoughtful, and entered
the office with head bowed and lips com-
pressed.
His bower, or tool, was close behind
him, and closed the door and slipped
the bolt into place. Evidently they
did not want to be disturbed.
Munson took some cigars out"of a
drawer and offered Hockman his choice,
and they lighted and took seats, and
for some munents the silence was not
broken.
Hockman was the first to speak.
“Munson,” he said, “ there is one
thing strikes me with force just at this
time."
“What is that?”
“That we have fooled away a year c‘n
that fellow all for nothing.
“ I don’t know but you are about right,"
“ And I am in favor of the other plan
without delay." »’
“ What other plan? ” -
“ Torture. If he won't tell under, tor-
ture, he won’t tell at all, will he? ”
“ That is about the size of it, I guess."
" Then there is no use losing another
day. As I said, we have fooled away a
year with him. That is long enough."
"And yet there will have to be a limit
v to his torture.”
" Why So? ” ‘
“ It will not do to risk, his life.
kill him, the secret is sealed forever.”
“\Ha! you are right. That is a point
that almost slipped my mind for the
tirhe being. Well, we can make it in-
teresting for him. without killing him.”
At that moment a hand tried the door.
Finding it was fastened, there came
an imperative knock, and at the same
time a voice called out:
, “Open up, boss, if you are there."
“Who is it?” inquired Hockman.
“ It is Johnny Glass, I guess.”
“One of your guardsmen!
door atonce.” ,
But Munson was already ,doing that,
and the same moment a rough-looking
fellow stepped into the room.
. His face was all excitement; and me
was so nervous that he could; hardly
control his voicdsuihciently to tell‘whatq
had brought him there. ' ‘
If we'
Open the
“Come, out with it,” cried Munson.
“lie—he—he’s gone!” the fellow ex-
claimed.
“ Gone! Who’s gone? "
“ 'l‘her prisoner—"
“ Good heavens! you don’t mean—"’
“As sure as shootin’, boss; he‘s clean
gone, and—"
“ And your life shall pay for it, mark
you that! When did he get away? How
did he do it?"
“I don’t know when nor how, but he
is gone sure enough. and poor Ned is
a-layin’ up thar in ther cavern as dead
as a door nail—4’
“ Dead? Ned Grady dead?"
“ Jest so.”
The two men looked at each other, and
the newsbcarer shifted his Weight from
one foot to the other.
“ Tell us about it,” said Munson.
“By heavens, Hockman, if this report
is true, then we are in a devil of a ﬁx,
sure enough! Out with it, Johnny.”
“That is all ther is of it. I went up
thar to take Grady some terbakker, as I
had promised him I would do, and ther
he laid, stone dead, and—"
“ And the prisoner gone! " .
“Clean gone, hide and hair, and I
have run all ther way hyer, almost, ter
tell ye quick sofs ye could git after him,
captain. He has somehow slipped his
chains, and thar is poor Grady with a
hole plunked clean into his head, where
he has been hit witha sharp rock. Et
is too cussed bad, and ef we git bolt of
ther cuss, hangin' will be too good fer
him! "
Of a sudden, Munson drew a gun and
presented it straight at the fellow’s
head, almost scaring him into fits, if his
face was an index to his emotions.
CHAPTER V.
srnmsas AND nrsrm‘uns.
“What yer doin’?”
So cried Johnny Glass, as he tumbled
back to get out of the way.
“I'll show you what I am doing,”
grated Munson. “Get up here, and let
me have a square look into your eyes."
“What is the matter?" demanded
Ilockman. “You might as well shoot the
man as scare him to death. What has
the fellow been doing? What is the
matter with you?"
“That is just what I want to know.
Ti at prisoner was secured so that he
co ld not possibly get off without help,
and I am inclined'to believe that this
fellow has helped him."
“ No, I swear I didn’t."
“ How are we to know that?"
“ Would I have waited all this time if I
had wanted ter let him go? But I
didn't want him ter git away no mor’n
you did.” ,
“ And how do we know that?" l
“ Didn’t me and Grady have a ‘snap
watchin' im?”
“Well, hat’s so; but, then, would he
have remained all this time if he eculd
have got clear himself?"
“Maybe he has only Just been able
to accomplish it," suggested Hockman.
“Maybe this hope was what made him
so deﬁant to you, Munson.”
“You may be right, but, if I find out
' that this fellow is lying. the worse for
him. He will wish the devil had taken
him before he fell into my hands, I warn
him.”
He put away his gun. '
“‘I ain't no fool," growled Johnny
Glass, and nuther was Ned Grady.
We both stood inter keep ther prisoner
thar so long as you wanted him, fer et
was good pay and nothin’ ter do but eat
and watch, and ther watchin’ was ther
dead easiest part of it."
his band.” . ,
“ Ha! ha! ha! And he never smelt 1a,:
mouse at all, and they running all over
“Yes, too easy, that is the way it has I "
been,” said Munson. “That has led to
neglect, and somehow the prisoner got
away. Wen, if Grady lost his life 11.
served him right. Come, Hockman, we
have got to go up there. Here is all.
our fat in the ﬁre, now, after all the
trouble we have had, and we are no
nearer the end than when we com-
menced."
He turned suddenly upon the man who
had brought the news.
“See herd,” he cried.
“What is et, boss?”
“ You breathe a word of what you hear
said here, and you will hang higher than
the goose of prosperity!”
“I ain't got no notion of tellin’; I
know which side of my bread has got
butter on, even if I don’t know a whole
heap besides. I know enough to keep
my mouth shut."
“Well, see that you keep it shut,
then.”
The manager of the mine grabbed his
hat and was ready to set forth.
“ How far 18 it to your cage?” asked
the mine owner. “You must remember
that I have never been there.”
“It is a good mile up the canyon,”
answered Munson.
“ Then hadn’t we better have horses? "
“Horses can’t reach there, haven't I
ever told you that?"
“If you have I have clean forgotten
it. Well, let’s be off, then, for it is im-
portant.”
You go ahead and lead the way,
Glass,” directed Munson, “and we’ll fol-
low you. We have some private matters
to talk over as we go along. More lively,
now.!i ' V
Thus they started.
They could not be seen from thecamp
proper.
The buildings of the mine were some
distance removed from the camp, oh the
side of the gulch.
Leaving the buildings by the rear way,
they could be seen by no one,‘unless,
perchance, by some employee around the
mines. But that was of little moment,
anyhow. ‘ -
“You have never heard a word from
that other party?” inquired the mine
owner, as they proceeded.
“ You mean Deadwood Dick?”
H Yes-n
“Never a word."
“Then you think he was killed?”
" Thunder! can there be a doubt of it? ”
“ You told me his body was not found,
that's all.”
“Well, we never heard a word about
him after he was carried off by Black
Thunderer."
“ I would mu‘ch rather you had hanged
him than taken even that risk, for there
is now just that slight shadow of uncer—
tainty in the matter, since the body was
not found.” - ~ -
“I do not think it is worth mention-
ing.”
“ He must have been a surprised man."
“Yes, he was, you bet.“
“He had no idea that any one here
could get on to his identity, of course.”
“Not the slightest. And, in point of
fact, no one would have done so had not
the sheriff .of the county been kind
enough to give us the tip.”
“ Ha! ha! ha! " laughed Hockman.
“ That'was something he was not ﬁgur-
ing on.. Ha! ha! ha! Why, he came to _ .
\
me as innonent as a lamb to consult ‘
about the capture of‘Captain Lucifer an
him. Ohi-it wastoo good.” . .
They both laughed heartily: 1' a , *
dv; ..
, 543v
this place, once a ca
,-“‘But one thing,” said Munson.
' “ What is it? ”
' “ How did he know my name?”
“ Know your name? ”
“Yes. He called me by name before
we put him to his death.” ,
“I do not know. If he had escaped,
knowing that you and Captan Lucifer
were one and the same—~”
“But he did not escape, be sure, of
that." ‘
“That brings us back to the point
of starting. What do you suppose he-
came of the body? ”
“ It was washed down the creek, of
course. Black Thunderer plunged into
the arroyo, and was found there next
day when some of the boys tracked him
to find out what had become of him.”,
“But the man was not there? ”
‘1 No.1! ‘
And the rope, you told me, was bro-
ken.’!
“Yes; but nothing strange about that,
considering that Black Thunderer car-
ried a small tree down into the arroyo
with him.”
“ Then your theory is’-—"
“No theory about it. The trail was
perfectly plain. The black devil plunged
straight ahead to the arroyo, fouled With
a tree growing on the very brink, and
tumbled in, carrying tree, man and.all
with him."
“ And that broke the rope? ”
“Certainly. There was a mark where
the man's boots shad dragged through
the fresh ground where the tree was
"uprooted. Growing on the“edge of the
arroyo, it hadn’t a great deal of support,
and the weight of the horse carried it
over and down.”
“ And you found the tree, of course? "
“No; it had drifted away, for it was
just after that hard rain, and the stream
was running full.”
“ Well, he must be dead, of course, for
lie'had not a chance in a million of com-
ing off with his life, from what you have
told me about it. Still, I wish you had
put a bullet into his brain."
Their conversation ran to greater
length than we can possibly quote—in
fact, not all of it would he in line with
the purpose cf our story. It continued
until in due time they arrived at their
destination, where, near the entrance to
a sort of cavern, lay the body of Ned
Grady. .
Inside were found the chains, secure
to the rock walls, that had so recently
held their prisoner, and they were found,
upon examination, to be intact in every
part. They were locked. in places, and
- not even the locks had been~disturbed.
v The three looked at one another, not
knowing what to make of it.
George Grill made his escape?
CHAPTER VI.
vnxemm n vowrzi).
1! Wull, stranger, what's ther matter
wi’ you? "’ "
'It was Just growing dusk, and the
lights were beginning to appear in the
various windows in the village of Silver
Bullet.
In the westward, ho! of civilization,
mp. had become, as
wehave called it, a village of the most
respectable and orderly and orthodox
How bad
' en
Tine. Some of its citizens could recall
the. days when it was young—when it
' had been in the midst of the then true
& .West; but those days had long since
, gone by. One of these was the man whom
_‘ we have just hunted. and the .man he
addressed was certainly a stranger there.
‘ - He was a thin. gaunt man, with long
and beard, and his keen black eyes
(5 I.
K
Deadwood Dick, “Jr’s,
.i
seemed aglow with more than natural
ﬁre.
He had evidently just come into the
village, and he stood knocking at the
door of a cabin.
Cabins there were, some three or four
here and there about the place, remind—
ers of former days. This one was the
neatest of the lot, and was inclosed in
a yard where ﬂowers were blooming, al-
though there were no’signs that they had
had recent care. -
The old citizen, as he put the question,
had stopped at the gate.
The other leaned against the door-
post. 7, '
“Does no one live here?” the stranger
asked. '
“No, no one lives thar now,” the old
citizen answered. “I knowed ye didn’t
know et, ther way ye was a-poundin‘;
and that’s ther reason why I asked ye
\what was ther matter, as I kem along.
Ther family went away nigh onto a
month ago, I sh’u’d say.”
“ The family—”
The man seemed to gasp rather than
speak the words, and he leaned the more
heavily against the door.
“ Thet was what I said, stranger, ther
family. some relation of your’n, mebby.
Never heerd George Grill say much about
his relations, but he must ’a’ had some,
of course. Yas, he moved off with
wife and chick about ther time Stated
and—but, good Lord! what’s ther mat;
ter?” _ .
With a moan, the man had sunk down
to the steps.
The old citizen opened the gate and
hastened in, and, stooping down, he lift-
ed the stranger’s head. '
“ What is et, stranger? Aire you ‘sick?
Shall I help ye to ther hotel and git
a doctor? No? Then jist tell me what
ter do, and I’ll do et." - .
“Joe, don‘t you know me?” the man
asked. .
“ Know ye? Blame me fer a lunk cf 1
know ye, stranger. And yet, them thar
eyes of your’n— Ef et wasn't that George
Grill—”
“I am George Grill—"
“ You? ”
“Yes. In the name of heaven, tell me
what-has become of my wife and child.
Jae, Old Joe, Old Joe Wilford—«you see
I know you well enough; don't look at
me like that. Where is Mary? Where is
my boy? ” ’ ‘
The old man was passing his hand
over his eyes in a dazed fashion, as if
trying to find out whether he was awake
or dreaming. ' He looked the man in the
eyes again, searchingly. It was some
‘moments before he could bring himself
to speak. ‘
“Man alive, it can't be!”
“ I tell you it is so: I am George Grill.
Am I so changed that you don’t know
me even yet? Well, I hardly wonder.”
“ Yen aire changed, boy, greatly
changed, but I would know ye well
enough ef—ef— Thunder, of you aire
George Grill, then who was that other?
Is tliar two ov ye?" '
“Two of me?" - I
“ Thar sartainly is. ‘hoy, sartainly is.
Add one of ye must be false, that is
ekally certain. Is at you?”
“ Old Joe, have I got to prove my iden-
tity to you? Say, don’t you remember
the day that. we cornered the bear over
on the forks? And dan’t you remember
the scratch [old bruin gave me on the
arm—f” , ' V _
“Enough, boy, enough, enough! Et
is ther other cuss that is false, and you
aire ther true George Grill. But, thun-
deration! who lrin "other one be. ‘I won-
der? And-and—Blaz'es a-burnin’! what
!
Death-Doom.
-.-:-,«: —-.» -
. ,. .. ..
does et all mean, anyhow? He was hyer
in your name, and your wife went 03
with him fer you—. Say, show me that
thar arm ther b’ar scratched fer ye, ef
ye kin.”
Pale to the lips, hardly able to stand,
seemingly, the bearded man pulled up
his left sleeve and displayed his arm.
“Beg yer parding, boy," said the old
man, slowly. -“Et is you; but in the:
face of all that’s gone afore, I had ter
make sartain of it. Now, who in ther
name of greatness was t’other teller? ”
“ You thought it was I? ”
“As much like ye as yer own twin
brother could be, I should say.”
“And he was here as George Grill.-
he was received by my wife as her hus-
band—he has now taken her away? My
God!"
He sank down again, burying his face
in his arms.
The old man sat down beside him,
placing his hand on his head and trying
to comfort him.
The gathering darkness favored them,
being back a distance from the street
and under the shadow of the little porch
over the cabin door. They were not
likely to‘ be disturbed. . '
“ Et is as you have said, boy, jest as
you have said," the old man spoke gen-
tly.
“ And you don‘t know“ where they have
gone? ”
No, I do not know."
“Does anybody know?”
_ “ Not a soul hyer at Silver Bullet, any-
how.”
“ You are sure of that? I must make
close inquiries and ﬁnd a clew some-
how.”
Et won’t be ther least bit of use,‘
Ceorge, boy. We have done that our-
selves already, out of curiosity, but not
a sign kin be found. You see, et was
a ueer way fer George Grill to go away.”
‘Did ihey sell the cabin?”
“No, but et is nailed up as if they
didn’t have no idee of returnin’.”
“My God! My God!” ‘
“Thar, thar, George, boy, don't take
on like that. I know et is hard on ye,
but—but—N
“ Hard! It will kill me, Joe. Where
is she—where is my wife? Who is the
man who has so cruelly deceived her?
God of Heaven! if I meet him I will have
his life for this! ” _
The old man recoiled a step, so venge-
ful the words were hissed.
f‘ Can't blaime ye, boy; can’t blaime yo
3. bit. Et is ther queerest thing I ever
heard of in all my born‘days. Thar
ain’t no doubtin’ you are George Grill,
after seein’ that arm, ’but neither did
anybody doubt t’other feller. He was
George Grill, too." .
“What can it mean, what does it
mean? How long was he here, Joe? 1
Xant to know all you can tell me about
“ Must ’a’ been nigh onto three months,
I should say. He was brought hyer more
dead than alive, and your wife nussed'
him through till he get well. She had
waited and watched a year fer you, and
when he was brought ome to her she
nigh about went wild ' Joy.”
A great sob from the younger man
caused the other to stop.
“ Who brought him here? " was eager-
ly asked, “ Where was he found. What
made'them think it was me? Tell the
everything, Joe, ' everything you inn-"7.
about it."
"- Why. a party of men from hyer
foundre. more dead than alive. fast in
a tree that had drifted down ther river
to whar they war camped; Ye v’mr "w!
with a rope—I mean him, of course—he,
Deadwood Dick, J r.’s, Death-Doom.-
was tied with a rope, one arm bein' free
but t‘other fast to his side, and ther
rope was caught fast to a part of ther
tree. They knowed ye—him, and he was
brought right hyer."
“In the name of heaven, who can it
be? "
“That is ther question."
“But, I will know, curse him! I will
know, and then let him look out. I will
show him no more mercy than I would
show to a wolf-no more than I will
show to Melvin Munson, when next we
meet. He has deceived my wife, he has
usurped my name and place, and— Hal
it must be Melvin Munson‘s work!”
“ George, thar is one thing that strikes
me as queer, now.”
“What is that, Joe? ”
“ Yer wife.”
“What about her?”
“ Are ye dead sartain that she was
as true as ye thought—"
The younger man straightened up, and
even in the fast-gathering darkness the
glint of his ﬂashing eyes could be seen
plainly. '
“ Old Joe, have avcare,’ he warned.
“ You know my Mary, and I want to
ask you if you can doubt her. Can you?
She has deen deceived, I tell you, and for
a purpose. Is it not so?”
"Et must be so, pard."
“Do you doubt her?”. ,
“ Wull, no; and yet et is mighty queer
that she 'wouldn’t ‘a' found out, in all
that time that et wasn‘t you. That is
a knot that I can’t cut through, no way
I try et.”
George Crill’s chin sank upon his
breast. 4
There was more real reason in what the
. old man had said than he wanted to ad-
mit in his heart.
For some moments neither spoke, and
then George Grill broke the stillness.
His voice was husky, and he took the old
man by the hand.
“Old Joe, no one but you knows that
I am here, and to no one but you, per-
haps, could I prove who I am. Keep my
secret. I am going to find her—them,
and I want you to go with me. Will you
come? "
"' BOY," and the old man’s grip tight-
ened upon his hand, “ et is a good while
since-these hyer old legs have traveled,
but I am with ye, heart and soul. We’ll
find ’em, ef et takes us a year to do at.-
You have been wronged, and yer wrongs
must be righted.”
They went in the direction of the old
man’s cabin, talking earnestly and confi-
dentiaily. ’ - ,.
CHAPTER VII.
COLD cannons BOOM. ‘ ‘
Cold Camp had suddenly taken on a
new boom. . '
A new gold discovery had been. made,
and one that promised to eclipse entirely
the first. .
People were thronging into the gulch
every day, brought thither by the reports,
and the.population had suddenly out-
grown the possibilities of accommoda-
tion in the Young city. .
’ Tents and slab enemies were being
erected everywhere where a foothold
could be obtained, all 3up the sides of the
gulch and along itsgle‘ng-th in bath dis
rections. While called e canyon, and
while such it pronerly was, it here wid-
_' : cued to considerable dimensions.
" , i ' The; “Big Nig" mine had been the
71‘1" prideof the region. - ' 1 " ,
‘ Ifhad been, too, as we have elsewhere
, stat
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8&0. uruugut nun nun“.
'v
p
~‘ ﬁe excuse ’ for a the existence of
the}- new ﬁndh“ era; 1
' saying.
Glory" it was called, owing to the fact
that those words had been the first
spoken when the find was madewprom—
ised to (carry away the honors.
'l‘he discoverer was one Richard Fen-
ton, a newcomer into the canyon, who
had given ins handy name as Gold Dick,
an appellation that had been given him,
he had declared, owing to the fact that
he was a veritable ferret. at finding gold
where any was to be found.
He had come there with his wife and
one child, a poor man to all appearances,
and had obtained work in the Big Nig.
A roughly-dressed man, he wore a
stubby heard that never appeared to
grow any longer, and that certainly was
never trimmed shorter He had taken
possession of a deserted cabin high up
the gulch wall on the north side, and
little was seen of his wife.
When not at work this fellow em-
ployed his time in prospecting, during
every minute of daylight he had at his
disposal, and at last the result was the
discovery of the Great Glory.
It was kept secret. at first, and noth-
ing was known of it till the papers had
been duly filed.
Dudley Hockman was the first one
to make it known at Cold Camp. '
He came there one day, from the coun-
ty seat—where he was supposed, as sher-
iff, to be located, and hastened at once
to the Big Nig office to find his repre-
sentative.
“Why, what‘s
Munson, at sight of him.
found George—~”
“Curse George, and everything else! "
the matter?" cried
“Have you
' was the fierce response. '
“ Then is it possible that Dead-”
Anorher bath. 1
| “Who is the fellow that has found a
new mine here in my gulch?” he hotly
demanded. “That is what’s the mat—
ter! ” I
“New mine}? gasped Munson.
“Yes. a new mines Don’t stand'and
stare as if you didn’t know _what I am
A new mine, with the company
already formed, 'with a capital of a half
a. million-”
“ Whew! 'You are joking—”
“ No joke about it. ‘ Do you know: the
man, one Richard Fenton?”
‘f Dick Fenton, or Gold Dick, as he is
called?
at labqrer‘s wages."
“Then he can’t be the man, certainly.
Is there no other Richard Fenton here?
There must be, for that is the name,
and the business has been done as
straight as a string."
“ There is no other Fenton here, and
he certainly ‘can’t be the man.” «
“And has nothing been heard of it
‘ here? ”
" Not a word.” ' '
Hockman walked up and down the
ofﬁce, muttering curses under his breath.
“Where is this fellow? .” he "suddenly
demanded, stopping short. 5‘ Send for
him, and let’s see whether there islan .e
thing in it, far as he is concerned. ll
not, some one is;using his name."
Richard Fenton.was sent for at once.
_In a few minutes he came into the.
office, begrimed with dirt, his hat in his
hands, respectfully, , . .
He Was not a savory-looking fellow,
besmeared. with clay and dirt as he was,
but his arms, hated to the elbows, were
literal bundles of muscle, and he had a
strong, neck. ' ,, - -
“ You want me? " he asked.
.H“ ghat
0c '33,! ’,
y “ de‘Fenion, ‘si'rL”
. “ You are employee.
but, let us passgthat.
, a ‘ ' 9 ‘V -' ‘
4.5.; -.. .. .11.
He is one of our employees here, -
is ‘ your name'a" demanded-
‘ p 1 , ~ pact to begin operations—that is to
in; this mine-‘7 '» ‘ "
Are ,you the .{3315
‘- haven‘o doubt'you know all wont; ~
. transaction» if you have‘just comeifrom;
.we' “will break ground.”
low who recently made a. discove’ryh’
in this gulch? ” " ~ .
“Well, I have made a discovery (all.
gold, sir, if that is what you mean. 'I
never fail to find it, if there is any to _.
be found, but it has always been stolen ,
away from me, and—" ~
" Stolen from you—when you have
discovered it on other men’s ground, as
in this case, perhaps.”
“ Sometimes that way.”
“And this time that way, too, though
it will be no stealing. This gulch, and
all in it, belongs to me, and if you have
found any of my gold, that is mine, too.”
The employee stood turning his ha’.
around and around in his ﬁngers, as it
nervous.
“I have taken care this time,
he said, modestly.
“What do I care how much care you
have taken? Don‘t I tell you that the
whole gulch is mine, and that I own
everything in it?" . ‘
“You didn‘t own that strip, though,"
said the laborer, calmly. “It belonged to
Henry McCasson—” -
At mention of the name, both men
paled and looked at each other.
“What do you know about Henry Mc-
Casson?” demanded Hockman. “Who
was he, and what belonged to him?"
“ I guess it is needless to tell you who
he was. As to what I know about him,
that is another matter. I know that this
valley belongs to his rightful heirs.”
The two men glared like tigers.
They looked at one another, and'then
again at the man before them. .
“ Supposing, just for argument—I don‘t
admit it, mind you, but supposing it,
how do you claim to own your new dis-
covery here?" demanded Hockman.
“First, sir, by right of discovery; and, ‘
second, by right of having bought the
land from Henry McCasson’s heir—3’ '
“Thunder and lightning!” -
Even that did not disturb the clay-‘-
stained laborer, who was still turnin
his hat in his hands. , I ,
‘1 What do you know about McCassonfs
heirs?” the mine owner demanded.
“Where are they, and who are they?
But- you as much as said there is only
one. Who is it?" ‘ ' I '
“What 'does that matter, so long as
my title is clear?” .
“It matters a 'good deal, sir."
“ Hoiv? ” ‘ l , '
“ You have still got me to ﬁght. I- f, g, .‘
don’t admit your right to take a foot or .15 ' ’
ground anywnere in this canyon.” . .5, i , , _
“ I have bought it, not—" , ._ v '
“That don’t matter a straw, you can’tg” 'x
have it! I am solé owner here, 1‘
mean to remain so! Besides—"v , "
“Besides what?” ' ‘ ' V' 1;,
“ You are an employee of mine; and?
what you have discovered, belongs 'to,
me for that reason, even if there was’ no '
other.”" _‘ i
“ You are talking idly, now, s‘irﬁ Y 11' .j
cannot alter the factsin the case. ;.AB($}R ":
public officer of this county, you ought to ‘.
be better posted.” ., ,
The two men glaredat the employee,
as if they would relish eatinghim, dirt.
and all. , v - g ‘ .g
“Why. didn’t you come to me Wheni g '-
you made this discovery‘.’," demandedﬂ-
Hockman. “‘ Dr come. to my manager?
’We would have treated you handsomely..-
and made it'tqz your interest}? " - '
“I preferred 'my own way, 2’sir..‘,
II
sir,
town; onrcomnany is tormed,"and. I
agithe head of it. In a. few days we
i “ And meantime,_ what _ ii,
4 ';doing working with pick and shov-
ge'l'?” ’
1-"7‘“"As a blind, sir. I will continue the
’balance of the week——”
“ Not another minute, do you hear?"
“As you please.”
“.What is more, it is war between me
and your company. You shall not enter
the canyon, in the ﬁrst place, and if you
do, you will get ﬁred gout again. .It is
war to the death!”
“It will be a war of your making,
then, sir.”
“ You are right it will, and I will see
that it is carried to the ﬁnish, too; do
you understand, that? War to the
death! "
'Hockman was furious, and was nor
careful in‘ his threats. For the moment
1‘8 appeared to forget that he was sher-
ii! of the county, and that his duty was
on the side of law and order.
“Very well, I now know what! to ex-
pect, then,”. said Fenton, stepping to-
ward the door. “ I am in the right, and
protect me in my rights. If there is any
matter for the courts to settle, that can
be carried on quietly.”
With that he openéd the door and
went out, leaving the monarch and his
man glare at each other and indulge in
oaths galore. And thus, was the begin-
ning of the spread of the report that an-
other great find had been made in Cold
Canyon. 3
CHAPTER VIII.
LAYING A scmcnn.
.Hockman had found that his. hands
‘ were more than tied.
’ In the first place, he knew, better than
\any one else, perhaps, that there was a
question to his title.
Then, secondly, he was sheriff of the
county, and that held him to his duty
of ofﬁce, inasmuch as he had his eye
upon higher honors further ahead, and
could not afford to kick over the traces.
So it was that the new concern was
allowed to start, make its beginning.
and so it was that people began to pour
into the canyon frOm every direction
under the sun. It needed but the men-
1’ , tion of a “find/’1 and there were pros-
‘ pective ‘,‘ ﬁnders ” by the hundreds.
, But if Hockman could not act openly,
he could act secretly.
, The terror of that country, for some
~' time past, had been an outlaw who was
known as Captain Lucifer.
.gEverY‘effort had been made to run
him down, but without avail. He was
there to-day,‘yonder to-morrow, and no
, .:.detective had yet been found who could
1 'keep him in sight long enough to take
.- him.
‘ Rumor had it that even the renowned
Deadwood Dick had tried and failed, and
not only so, but th’at he had lost his life
dn“ the bargain. Sheriff-Hockman Was
authority for that. ' Dick had‘ come to
._ ; im, ad received all the information he
acculdifurnish, and had not been heard or
since. ' i - ’
Judge, then, of the excitement it 0c-
. ‘asioned,'when, about the time the camp
Hegen'to boom under the new impulse,
‘ main Lucifer was heard of :not'far
divans! the greater excitement when he
i
ﬁniually'appeared at Gold Camp.
I _. tileffnem camp, and robbed it obthe
’ ‘Wffmoney belonging to the mines.
Well. _ . ,
'Wellj'grounded.’
" WW1)! Lucifer had left a red trail
herever he had roamed, nothing stayed
4
Goldﬁsh. woe: beddeit. ,
'if necessary, will call on the sheriff to‘
e- held up-the stage one night, .not”
'Was'not only excitement, but. tea-r4
hishand, and new be had his eye on
31M,
‘ a;
statement.
So agreed those who claimed to know
anything about it, and the theory was
supported by Melvin Munson, as acting
mayor, who organized a little company
to stand ready to cope with the outlaw
band at a moment’s notice.
So matters stood.
Work on the new mine was going for-
ward apace, and other prospectors were
working the canyon for other finds.
Gold Dick had charge of the Great
Glory, and was handling his force of men
like a born manager, to the secret ad-
mirationvof even those who opposed him
in his claim.
He still dressed as roughly as ever.
was still as untidy and unkempt, but he
evidently had the brains to carry out
what he had undertaken. As‘for his
wife, she stuck close to the cabin, and
was seldom'or never seen. There was
a mystery somewhere.
One night Dudley Hockman came into
the camp at a late hour.
He had been absent for some time, and
Munson had been looking for him every
day and every hour in the day.
He now came, and found his man in
the Snug Snap saloon.
MunSon rose to meet him.
The saloon, by the way, was tilled to
its doors. almost, and the air was blue
with smoke.
So great had the increase of population
been that/ places of entertainment had
not been able to keep pace, and hence
the Snug \Snap was a little too snug, of
an evening. ,
Munscn had managed to reserve a
couDle of chairs in one corner, and he
straightway conducted his iege lord
thither.
They sat down. ‘ -
“Well?” demanded Munscn, in a low
tone, “ What word? "
“Your guess was right, ten to one it
was. We can put our hand on him
again any minute.” "
“ I was sure of it. ‘He is in part dis-
guise, going around as he does, but when
you take all the circumstances into con-
sideration, there you have him.”
“Yes, there can hardly be a doubt of
it.” '
“You went to Silver Bullet?”
“ Yes; am just back from there.’f
“ Whatdid you learn that is of inter-
est?” .
~"I took pains to inquire as little as
‘ possible."
“'But enough to get .what you wanted,
of course?” '
“I got it with scarce any inquiries at
{alh I met-Ia fellow who was willing to
talk, and I let him tell me.”
“Well, what did you get?”
“About; this: That George Grill did
reach there, somewhat under the weath-
er, and that ,he and his wife and child
closed up shbp as soon as he got his
strength, and have struck out for parts
unknown.” , '2 = g r 7 .
1,“ You got none of the, particulars? ”
“Wasn’t that enough to get? What
more Would you want? ” . , t
“ I thought maybe you would get the
date of his leaving, if not a full detail
' (if everything." ,.
“I got enough. for our'purpose, and
came away. Not half a dozen men. saw
me there, and only one of those knew
what I wanted-doubtful if he knew
more than that‘l mentioned Grill.”
' f‘, our man did not know where they
had. one?” ’ .. ‘ ,
"f He 'said no one'knew.” '
“Norwhen theywould return?”, .,
“The bi" [was nailed up, a d it did
not, look as if they , intended._ tango back
very soon,“ at all.” I A r ‘, :
“ What‘do you think,;th’e ?:’-’_ '
l
1
“That we are on the right track."
“And that this ‘fellow‘ Fenton' and
George Grill are one and the same?”
H Yes'))
“Well, that was my suspicion. He
goes dressed so rough that you can
hardly get the likeness, but his eyes tell
the tale.”
“To say nothing of the fact that h-w
has a wife and child here with him. We
are on the right track again, Munscn,
and we must make sure of him and put
him to the torture."
“Will it be safe, now?”
“ Why not? ”
“ See the backing he has here now."
“ He will have more, if we don't strike
at once. If we can only get away with
him secretly, that is all We ask for.”
“Here is work for Captain Lucifer, I '
take it.”
“ Lucifer is about the right person, I
should say,” with a grim tinge of humor.
“ Well, when is it to be done?”
“ Why not‘ to—night? ”
“ No reason that I know of.”
“The sooner the better. It is plain
that he has not gone to the hiding place
yet.” '
“How do you know ,that? ”
“ The papers would have been entered,
had he secured them.”
“ How else did- he learn what he
knows about Henry McCasson, though?
I fail to see that.”
“He had to know about him in order
to know the secret at all, don’t you see?
That part of it is simple enough, to my
mind.” .
“ Yes, yes, you are right, of course.
Well, do you say to-night?” '
“Yes, let it be to-night."
“ Enough said. I will make the prep-
arations. and George Grill will Iind‘him-
self back again in his chains before
morning.”
“ It is a wonder to me that place has '
not been discovered ere this."
“Quite evident that it' has not, how-
ever.”
“So I suppose, or it would have been
talked of."
“You see, it is difﬁcult
that makes it all the more secure."
“But, with so many prospectors
around, it is likely to be discovered at
any moment. and it will not do to keep
him there long." . ‘
“We will have no need to keep him
long. Torture will make 'him tell what
he knows, and then it will be an easy
matter for_Captain Lucifer to put out
his light forevei, and who will be" the
wiser?” . .
“ I guess that is about the size of it."
“ Oi course it is.”
Their conversation ran on to some
length, but was concerning things for-
eign to our story from that point;
CHAPTER IX.
- RATHER ODD COUPLE.
It used to besaid of Creede when that
town was in its mornin‘g ﬂush. as a mind
ing camp, that “ It’s day all day in the
daytime, and there is no night in Creede." ..
Just about this time the same could
well have been said of" this town, or
camp, of which werwrite‘t It was. crowded '
full with men and women of every sort,
almost, and it may safely be added that
the evil sorts predominated. Where they"
had all come from. no man oculd have. ’
divined.
I The, proprietor of the-Snugvsnanf-Was: . '
rjustabmitin despair. He had morecusa ‘
tom than he could attend to.
been‘his' abit to complain of dull times“
if business, and he lwiilikd -~
and: lack
lathey’ had improved at; such afﬁx-ate.
mat ﬁxings might ‘f pick .up a burlym,”
.I’.‘ ' - ~ . - '.‘ ‘
of access, and g
“3'
he had not been able to keep pace. What
was worse, he now saw a rival building,
a place four times the size of his.
That, however, was of no moment.
The new place was in the process of
building; the Snug Snap was at present
the best of its kind in the camp, and it
had the patronage.
It was crowded to the doors, as said,
and the air was heavy with smoke, spite
of the fact that the windows were open
and the cool night air was playing
through. '
Not that they were open wide: that
would have been too much of a coolness
for even Cold Camp.
As a rule, the denizens preferred things
hot. .
A dance had just ended, and the danc-
ers were thronging to the bar, when into
the place wandered two creatures not
easy to describe.
One of them was old——his face and hair
told that-but in spite of his age he was
dressed in rather youthful attire. He
wore a pants, waist, and jacket. and
looked like an overgrown schoolboy.
The other was youngerﬁhls face and
the color of his hair and heard declared
it—but he was dressed’ as would have be-
come an old man. He wore a big hat.
a long coat, his vest was of an ancient
pattern. and he carried a cane and
walked with a slight stoop. He wore
great glaring goggles
The age of the first was fully seventy.
at a reasonable estimate, and that of the
latter less than half that number of
years.
They paused just within the door and
looked around. I
The elder was the taller of the two,
it might be mentioned, and he had llold
of his companion‘s hand.
For the moment the crowd was silent,
or that portion of it that saw the two
men come in, and while the silence lasted
the old man in the juvenile attire looked
up into the face of his companion and
asked:
“Dad, whur in thunderation be we.
anyhow? "
The crowd broke out into a roar of
laughter immediately, and the attention'
of the whole room was drawn.
The younger man lifted his cane and
brought it down across the old fellow‘s
shoulders with a sound whack. and, lift-
ing his voice at the same time. he cried:
"How often have I got to warn you
against sv.-'earin,’/son? If I hear you do
it again. mark me, I'll break this hyer
cane in a dozen pieces across your back!
Do you mind what I'm' sa‘yln'? ” And he
shook his cane and his head with great
emphasis.
“Yep, I mind, dad,” said,the old fel-
wlow, cringing as-if he expected to get.
“I didn't go’
another cut with the cane.
ter do et; but whur. in—in—ln—” ,
“Look out, now, sir! ” lifting the cane
anbd’ shaking his head .terribly at the
u y.”
“ Whur in misery be we? " the old fu-
low got it out.
The crowd was laughing: so that but
few of its number overheard all that was
said, but all could see the actions.
The hair and heard of the younger
man were trimmed all around Just even
with the collar of his coat, and it would
have been hard to .tell just what to liken
him to.
Said one man:
" He looks like a cross ’tween a parson
and a. woman's‘rights suffragist, he be-
in’ ther sufferer.” ,
We might attempt a closer descriptioii
and spoil it, so we may as well let that
stand. He certainly was a peculiar-look-
Deadé} Dmitri
i
' r ' .J;.‘.x.,,..i
8,
ing specimen of the genus homo, to say
the least.
That is what I want to know myself,
my son,” said the pretending parent, put—
ting his cane under his arm and looking
around the room. “Will some gentle-
9
man be good enough to tell me the name '
of the place we have arrived at? Not
that I want to trouble you, but I’d like
to know."
“You aire at Cold Camp, sir," said
the proprietor, from his place behind the
bar.
“ Yes. sir. I am aware that it is cold,
but what is the name of the place, sir? ”
Another laugh at that.
“ I tell you it is Cold Camp, that’s what
et‘s called."
" Ah! yes, I see. Well named, too, by
the Chill i felt as I came down through
the canyon." '
“ That‘s Cold Canyon, to save ye ther
trouble of askin',” was the information
valunteered.
The old fellow in the boyish dress was
acting as if frightened, at so much at-
tention turned upon him, and was cling-
ing to his parent “ for all he was worth,"
as the common saying has it.
The crowd was much amused, and had
pressed them into a confined circle in
iront of the bar.
“Well named, well named,” said the
pretending old man. “Don’t crowd.
gentlemen; please don‘t crowd; you will
frighten my boy and make him cry if
you do."
Catching right on to the humor of it
all, the crowd whooped itself fairly
t hoarse.
is there a school here in your town? ”
the parent asked.
“ No, no school," some ,one stopped
laughing long enough to respond.
“Then ye aire a schoolmaster, aire
ye? " some one else asked. “Thought ye
looked et."
“No, no. sir, you mistake, you this-
take,” was the hurried rejoinder. “ I am
a geologist by profession. The reason i
inquired for a school, I wanted to place
my boy in school while I explore the re-
gion round abollt for Specimens.”
Put him in school—‘— ‘ Ha! ha! ha!”
“Yes, sir. You see, the little fellow
gets tired when he accompanies me on
my tramps. and he cries, and I have to
carry him. which is no joke, seeing that
he's big for his size.”
And then they whoolicd it up again,
in the merriest fashion. ,
The old man in the boyish suit was all
the time clinging fast to the hand and
coat of his make-believe parent.
His face was a picture of distress, if
not indeed fright. as he looked upon the
many strange faces around him. A tim-
id boy nine years of age could not have
acted the part more naturally.
Everybody was interested by this time,
and everything else was for the time be-
ing for otten.
One fellow playfully poked the “boy "-
in the ribs.
Instantly the wrinkled old face became
a hundredfold r-ore wrinkled, the eyes
went shut and the mouth opened. and
forthwith went up one of the wildest and
most distressful walls that crowd had
ever heard. .
The "little fellow” was crying!
Wail after wail came forth from his
grizzled throat, in acents wild and woe-
ful, and he clung to- his companion's hand
and coat-tails in a terriﬁed way. It was
the most amusing sight the denizens of
Cold Camp hadever beheld, and they
enioved it to the full. ,
“ See hat you have done. now! "~ cried
the parent, patting his boy on the head.
'. ’ .m...«.~a.~a~‘w-
Death-Deom. '
“ You have got him started, and I'll-sh,
a time getting him quieted, i‘m afrai,’
Will it be possible to gt». lodgings here
for the night? I must naue lodging, or
course. I am honest, and have the
wherewith to pay. My name is Phineas
Brown, and the boy’s name is Ezekiel.
There, there. chze. dcn‘t talte on that
way, or I’ll have to spank you and give
you something to cry for!"
The patrons o the Snug Snap had
never had such a laugh in their lives bt-
t'ore. .
Most of them held their sides, while
tears ran down their faces. '
It was about the best thing they had
ever seen.
As it happened, there was a vacant
room there at the Snug Snap, two men
having given it up about an hour before
to move into a shanty they had been
building, and Mr. Brown and his “ boy '
were assigned to that apartment.
The merriment lasted for awhile after
they ‘had gone from the room, but it
gradually subsided, and other events of
the evening took its place? And, when
the saloon had assumed its wonted tenor,
Melvin Munson and Dudley Hockman
rose and. went out into the night.
CHAPTER x.“
(‘il’l-II‘Ilf-Ifl 'i‘IIZI ‘. '.‘ l':2‘.‘.I‘.l'-l.
“Well, what did you think of that?”
demanded Hockman, as they walked
away.
“A pair of fakirs," said Manson.
“They have some sort of a show, or
something of the kind to introduce, de—
pend on if. "A hich way are you going? "
“'We'll walk over to the offices. lily
own opinion is that there is a game be—
hind it all."and that they are more than
they really seem at the first appear—
ance." c
“ That is what I said. I set them down
for a brace of fakirs.“ \ ,
“They are more than that, depend o
it.” .
“What do you mean? ” .
“What will you bet that one of them
is not Deadwood Dick?"
“Get out! He is dead.”
“ You have no proof that he is.”.
“ Don't it stand to reason that he is? "
“That is not proof. You never found
the body."
“ Do you suppose that a man cduld be
dragged by such a horse as Black Thun-
derer, all the way from the end of the
canyon to the arroyo, and not be killed
a dozen times over? To say nothing of
the fall down-into the creek." :
“It does not look reasonable-”
“I should say not.”
“ But, I was going to add, Deadwood
Dick has more lives than a cat, and I will
never believe him deal intil I see him
cold and stiff with my own eyes.” -
“Then you will never be convinced
of it, for he was food for crows a good
while ago. No. you will find that these
two chaps are what I have set them
down to he, and nothing more.”
“ Well, I hope you are right."
“ What now? "
“ We must plan to carry out thg other
matter.” ’
“ You had better leave that all to me,
for you will not want to have a hand in
it, Openly."
“I leave it all to you, but I want to i
know the plans.
miscarry, I may be able to chip ill at.
the right time and be of some use to
you." _ .. ,
They reached the otllce of the. Big Nix: "
where for an hour or longer they ro~
mained in earnest talk. ., ‘
When they were done, Hockman
If anything happens .to
.e.
,s "'.'._
1 arr-rm,» 2.:
‘ .
11,111;
+5:-
came.”
ed" to the camp, but Munson re—
“dined behind. ~
‘Gradually the lights in the shantiezi
went out, but the saloons and other re-
‘sorts kept going. and some of them
would be open all the night.
One of the oldest buildings at Cold
Camp was the cabin up on the side oi
the gulch, now occupied by Gold Dick
and his wife and child.
No one had cared to occupy it, be-
cause of the climb to get to it, but it had
apparently just suited its present ten~
ant on that account. But, then, it had
been the only vacant one in the camp
at the time when he came there.
There was a. rumor that it had onCe
been occupied by one “ Mountain Guer-
rilla," an outlaw who had been famous
throughout that region some years be-
fore. Be that as it may, the place had
no terrors for its present occupants, and
it was, in point of fact, the most ee—
cure spot in the whole camp. The cabin
was roomy, and had been built to stand.
It fronted on a rock plateau that over~
looked the gulch.
The trail that led up to it came out
in a little open space at the rear of the
building.
There were three windows, but no
door in the front, the only entrance be—
ing by that rear way, and by a rear
door. There was a spring of water on
the plateau.
Altogether,, it was an ideal place for
defense, and, if it had been built and
occupied by the outlaw mentioned, he
had shown good judgment in his selec-
tion of a site that could not be easily
surprised or taken by the enemy in time
of trouble.
The lights in this cabin were out, and
all was still on the plateau, when half a
dozen men ﬁled up the pathway of roca
that led to it. .-
They observed silence and caution,
not one of their number spoke, and they
.made no sound, until all had gathered at
the rear door of the cabin, when the
leader knocked.
They were masked, and each had a
ready gun in hand.
There was a stir within immediately,
and in a few seconds.«the rays of a light
were seen.
In a few seconds more the bolts of the
door were withdrawn, and a man was
seen, holding a lighted candle over’his
head with one hand,=while in the other
he held a pistol.
At what he saw, he tried to close ,the
door again, but the leader of the ‘six
had shoved his foot in the opening, and
each covered the other with the gun
in hand. It was a moment to test the
nerves of both, and it proved that both
were nervy. r ‘
“What's wanted?” demanded the oc-
cupant of the cabin.
It was Gold DiCk. rough of face and
appearance as ever, and he was bin.
partly dressed.
“ You are wanted,” was the response:
“Come with us quietly'.‘ and there will
be no trouble. Resist, and it may cost
you your life.” ‘ v,
“ We seem to hold about an even
han'd, sir,” was the cool rejoinder. “ If
'you have any business with me. state
what it is, otherwise, withdraw as you
“_ You must come with us.”
“ I will not go."
There was the sound of the removal
of bolts from another door leading from
this rear room into the other part of the
’ ‘ house.
I ,Do not come in here,” the man of the
cabin called out. “ Stay where you are,-
N
for there is danger.”
“Oh! what is the matter?” a wo-
man's voice inquired. ..
“Nothing, yet. Be calm, and kee
your door secure.” ' .
The bolts shot into place again, and
sigh. was heard.
Gold Dick had not for a moment re-
moved his eyes from those of the masked
man who confronted, him.
“Come, will you obey?” the masked
man asked. '
“I will not.
with me?”
“That cannot be told here. You must
come with us.”
“And I refuse to go.
child would be left alone.”
“They will be safe." 5
“ They will be safer if I am here to
guard them."
They had remained motionless to this
moment. Gold Dick held the candle
with his left hand. his pistol with his
right, and the tubes of their weapons
were parallel with each other.
But, in a second, all this was changed.
With his last words, Gold Dick gave
the man’s foot a kick that dislodged it.
'In the same movement he dropped the
candle and swung behind the door, giv-
ing it a push with his shoulder that
caused it toclose with a sharp slam,
and the bolt shot into place instantly.
A muttered curse was heard without.
“ What is'it all about? Who are they? "
80 called the woman from the other
room. 3
It is Captain Lucifer and his band,”
was the whispered response through the
door. “Conceal yourself and the child,
and defend yourself it discovered, if they
overcome me."
“ My God!
The exclamation was in a voice full oi
terror. / -
At that moment there came a great
crash against the door. That was in-
stantly followed by another.
Gold Dick ﬁred a shot through the
door. as a warning for them to desist,
and an oath from without was the in-
stant result. And in the same instant
title (lioor gave way under another terrific
s occ.
What is your business
My wife and
Into the darkened room the men
tumbled, and Gold Dick‘s weapons
barked vengefully. Two men went
down; but the others threw themselves
upon him. - ,v
“Curse you}! " they cried, as they
forced him back to the wall. “You shall
pay for this, George Grill!"
“I am not George Grill," declared the
single defender, struggling his hardest
to break away from them.
“You are George Grill, and you are
going back where you came from—do
you understand?"
“ You are making a mistake, I tell you.
My name is Fenton.”
“At present it is. Curse you, sur-
render, or I will jam ten inches of cold
steel into you! ”
It was useless to resist further, and
so, panting, Gold DiCk ceased his Strug-
gling, and in the next moment they had
secured his arms. , .
One of the men on the ﬂoor was moan-
ing, but the other was still, evidently
dead. Not a thing could be seen, for it
was inky darkness within the conﬁnes
of that room ~ - -
Not a sound came from the other part
of the cabin. The woman had evidently
obeyed the directions she had received.
And there, in the darkness and silence—
silence save for the moaning of the man
on the floor and the mutterings o! the
others—wasaold Dick, a. prisoner.
CHAPTER XI.
oxczc AGAlN lXJOMHZJ.
“What is to be done with him?” one
'of the men demanded.
They were only four in number, now.
ﬁt for active work. One was dead, and
the other wounded. ,
“You well know what is to be done
with him,” was the response. "‘ The ﬁrst
thing is to get away from here with him.
and to the—you know where. And the
others must be taken.”
“ The woman and—”
“No, no, pards. They can’t be left
here.”
“ What do you intend doing with me? "
asked the prisoner, with great coolness.
“ You know well enough, without ask-
ing that, George Grill. Only know this,
that it" is for life, this time." ‘
“ I tell you again that I am not George
Grill.” '
"Bah! we know you are."
“ I swear that I am not.”
“Useless. You cannot hope to gain
anytihing by that. Are you ready, boys? ”
“ es."
“ Two of you carry the man who is
dead, and the other assist the one who’s
wounded. I can’t tell who is who, in this
blackness. ,
“But thar is the woman,” spoke up
one of the fellows. .
“ What about her?”
“ She will squawk wuss'n a stole hen
as soon as we go, and bring ther hull
camp around us.”
" Blazes! ”
“ We must make sure of her." ‘
“Yes, she must be found, and made
secure before we go. Who has got a.
match?" .
'One of the men struck a match, and
ﬁnding the “candle on the ﬂoor, it was
speedily lighted, and the scene was re-
vealed.
On the fioc-r lay two men, one still
and the other writhing. The mask of
one was partly dispiaced, but one of the
other four quickly pulled it over the
fellow’s face again.
Their prisoner was looking at them
searchingly.
Ha! I was not mistaken,” he sud-
eniy ejaculated.
" What do you mean? ” the ringleader
demanded. '
“Never mind what I mean. I have-
made a discovery."
“Little good it will do you. Here,
boys, gag this fellow before we go any
further, or he may give us trouble."
That done, and quickly enough, they
next tried the door that led to the other
part of the cabin, but it was secure, and
would not yield under their efforts, nor
did knocking bring any response. .
“ This is strange,” muttered the lead- -
er.
“ She has got out some other way,"
said one of the men.
“ Impossible. This is the only door to
the cabin, this rear one.”
“ Then she is hidin’, that's et, hopin’
that we’ll go and give her the chance
she wants." .
“ We must know about that. Break
down the door. Hello! here is a bed in
the kitchen. What does this mean? The
kitchen is a queer place to sleep in,
when there's better rooms.”
He looked at the prisoner.
“Et is a "ingle bunk,” 'one of the
men .called attention. “Looks as if
this 'hyar teller. slept hyer alone Un- »
gag him and as him.” ‘ V
" No, it don't atter," said the leader.
" Break open that door, and let us ﬁnd
whire the woman is.” - 2‘
I was easier to order than to do, as
they found. . I
Dead
3
, nest
( cod Dick, Jim’s
The door did not seem likely to yield
to them, and Captain Lucifer looked
around for a weapon.
.There was an axe in one corner of the
kitchen, and he seized that and sprang
again to the attack. In a few moments,
then, 'he had the door open, and they
hastened into the other part of the cab-
in.
All save one, who remained to guard
their prisoner
They were gone some minutes, and
when they did return it was with mut-
tered curses. "
No trace of the woman and child had
they been able to discover, and it‘ was
taken as evidence that she must have
escaped from the cabin somehow.
They had seen no place where she
could be in hiding.
“We have got to get out of this,",
cried Captain Lucifer. “She may be half
way to the camp by this time, and we’ll
:have to hustle to escape a brush with
Melvin Munson and his picked lot.”
“ Yes, you are right.” _
They clearly had not heard' Gold
Dick's directions to the woman, and now
thoroughly believed that she had gone
from the cabin.
Captain Lucifer himself took charge of
the prisoner, leaving the others to bring
the dead man and their wounded coma
panion. He put a pistol to Gold Dick’s
head, saying:
“Now, you walk lively, and without
giving me trouble, or I’ll drop you by
the wayside.”
He clearly meant it, and the prisoner
could only obey;
1 The others came after, cursing round-
y.
Thus they ﬁled down'to the gulch bot-
tom, and thence along to the west and
,into the canyon.
Going perhaps a mile, they came ﬁnal-
ly to a place where the two who were
carrying the dead man came to a halt,
and the wounded man was allowed to lie
down. ,
‘ He had been begging that privilege
ever since the start.
captain,” said one oflthe men. '
“What will you do with it, then? You
canft leave him here, for he will be
known, when found.”
“We kin bury him, while you go o
with yer prisoner.” , r
“Yes, you can do that. One of you'
come with me, and the rest remain
and do that.”
So they hurried on, Captain Lucifer
and this one, with the prisoner, and made
’ ail} haste to the place of their destina-
t on. -
'It was a hard climb to an out-of—the-
way spot, but they got there at last.
» 'Il‘hey entered a‘kind of cavern, or tun-
ne . . .
.“Here, we are,” cried Captain Lucifer.
t “ Does the air smell natural to you,
«' George Grill? Wait, we will have a light,
“We can’t carry this load no furder,4
and You cantell‘then whether it looks--
familiar." ~ a v
"’,"The prisoner, gagged, could not, re-,
mad» , ‘ . mi. .
.‘ Alter some ' moments shattered old
am’p wastcund and: lighted; 31151313,
- place-"Was revealed. -
‘ -'l‘he prisoner :looked all around, and a
r ,».,1eelins:,c£ disgust took“ possession of him-
Somethingiike a. chill seized him,gwhen‘
‘ .-,. he? caught sight .01 some chainsﬂwﬂdz
‘ ito‘ one or the; Walls.-
‘ "é "3 Well, does" itxseem like home? Taipei
min ' Lucifer ‘ 'demahdedi /
asked,}fthe-,ctheryilltan. ,, .4 .~
“. ﬁst-mite 99011311.. *Bemove‘ theistic?
gooey a
,
v
i .
"haw. doye expect himi'to answer?“
“ Now, then, answer my question,” or—
dered the outlaw Chieftain.
I cannot say that it looks like home,
seeing that I have never been here be~
fore,” said the prisoner.
“What is the use of your holding out,
George Grill? "
“That is not my name.”
“Bah! You escaped from here; you
went home to Silver Bullet: you left
there with your wife and child. and you
came here to Cold Camp and located un-
der an assumed name. Don't I know
you? ”
“You certainly do not, sir.
not my name.”
“Don’t take us for fools. You came
back there with the hope of winning
your revenge, no doubt, but you see we
have nipped you in the bud, as it were.
I do not know how you managed your
escape before, leaving your chains in—
tact and locked, but. depend on it, you
won’t escape again.”
“You puzzle me, sir.” '
“I will puzzle you worse, to get out
of here after I am done with you. Are
you willing yet to reveal that secret?”
“What secret, sir?”
“Pth! You disgust me! You almost
tempt” me to strike you, bound as you
are. You know the secret I am after. and
for which you were held here in these
chains more than a year. I promise you
that you will not remain so long this
time. Do you know what plan I am go-
ing to adopt with, you now? ”
“ How can I? I know nothing of what
you are talking about.”
“Et would serve him right to shoot
him!" cried the other man.
“ You are right. it woulc.," was agreed.
“I am almost tempted to do it, too.”.
“There is some terrible mistake here,”
said the prisoner.‘ “ Here are two facts;
1 am not George Grill, and I was never
in this hole before in my life; make what,
you please of it." .
Captain Lucifer leaped forward, as if
he would strike him, but he ,did not do so.
“ You are bound, or I would knock you
to the ﬂoor!” he hissed. “You have
tried my patience to the laSt degree. I
am going to put you in these chains, and
here you will be left for twenty-four
hours. .At the end of that time, if you
are'not ready to speak, you willbe put
to torture and the truth will be forced
out of you. Nothing shall change my
purpose.” ' ‘ ‘
“ It will be‘useless,” Was the calm re-
joinder. “What I do not know I cannot
tell, that is certain.”
“We’ll see about that, curse you'.”
The chains were unldcka’ed, and were
put around the prisone s . body and
tightly Secured there, and thus he was
left. {Deadwood Dick- was in a desperate
dilemma again, in the handsjof the very
man who had, once before doomed him.
CHAPTER .XII.
I THE DISCOVERY or, scams.
Morning dawned.‘ ,- ’
Cold Camp awoke to
other day... ‘-
When' Melvin ‘Munson ' made his 'ap-
That is
the-duties 'or an;
pearance, that morning he’glanced up at
the cabin “on the plateau. v
'Nothing' had been seen or heard of
the Woman, and he was greatly at less
' to.-und‘erstand what it. meant. Where
was she? Why did. shenot giveﬂthe
alarm? , “ 1' ‘ ’
’ Dudley Hockman, too,gwasoutj'ea‘rly,a
and Manson sought him ’as soon-r as he:
appeared, and immediately after they, had.
breakfasted they set; out tor.- their cube.
F“? Wu; .NYhﬂeﬁcat as. ,
i“ . They had convened ,in low: tones. about
'_- 'wwss,
»".‘.'ii=
h-Dodm. t '
,sultln .
same breath. 3 g
“ No, sir, I’m hanged if .1 undo
it,” Munson declared aloud, soon as'tll
entered the oiiice. ' ' '
“Something must have happened t,
her, that is certain, or nothing would?
keep‘her from rushing down here and _.
giving the alarm. I am eager to know
what can be the matter.”
“ We’ll have to wait.”
“Wait for what? ”
“For the alarm.”
“But, she don't give it.”
“ No, no, I mean the other; don’t you
understand? ”
“I guess I don‘t. Speak right out;
don’t talk. in riddles when you talk to
me."
“No riddle about that. When Gold
Dick does not appear at the Great Glory
his men will want to know where he is
and what is the matter, and some one
will be sent up to the cabin.” ‘
“ Ha! now I comprehend."
“He will be missing. the broken doors
and the blood will be discovered, and
the deuce will be to pay and no pitch. ‘
hot."
“ I see, I see. .And then they will ap-
peal to me, I’ll call you out with your
picked body of peacemakers, and the
case will have to be investigated. Then
we’ll perhaps ﬁnd the woman.”
“ That is just it. We have got to wait.”
They waited with what patience they
could, and watched the cabin on the
ledge from the ofﬁm windows. '
Within the hour they saw a couple of
men belonging to tne Great Glory climb—
ing up the ledge path that led to the,
cabin, and watched them until they
reached th plateau.
They disappeared behind the cabin.
“Now for it,” Whispered Hockman.
“Yes, now-for it; and we will be great-~
ly surprised when we hear of it. We'll
wait for them to bring the news to us."
They continued watcaing, and in a few
moments the two men reappeared in the
. greatest haste from the rear of the cabin
and ran to the edge of the plateau, where.
they waved their hats and were evi_dent-'
ly shouting. ' .
No sound of their voices reached the ,-
cars of the two men in the ofﬁce of the
Big Nig, but they could guess closely
what their shout was. ‘
A full view of the camp could not be
had from the Big Nig.
This has been stated before. . ‘ ‘ ,
It was not until a body of men ran out '
from the direction of the Great;Gl,ory,
and approached the side of the gulch.
where the cabin stood, that. the ,VtW‘o ,
watchers could see anything more, I : V 3
They then witnessed wildest; gesticu¢.:-L
lating on the part of the'two men on
the plateau, and the crowd below showed ;
greatest excitement. ' " ‘ ,' :
There was a little delay; then a rush,
was made for the oﬂice of the Big Nig.
“Ha! "now they are coming! " exa.
claimed Munson. " ' '
f‘ Yes, and now for it.” , r u
“ Be natural, when they arrive herpjf’;
" 0 not trouble: yourself about-lime;
see that-you are cool." i r V .
“Hal hslzhsl. That-is s prettylcod.
e
v-one. Sheriff Hockinan.’ a pretty good
But let it _ pass”? ‘
" They, turnednway from the
. , s:
and Munson.;,opened the safe" and gore t
a book?~_zzw11gn the men burst .111“?
emcewhpi ,9,an Hockman .4 were busily» “911‘:
,” cried. Munson. “What‘s'the.
.1“-Hg1163 .
matter, boys?"-. ' _
ft Blazes is to pay,” cried; 4159;”
man 31011116 crowd. .“ There has,
a; murder done up at Gold. Dicks ‘ " in
“Murder!” cried the ftwo’nnenjin'
Deadwood Dick; 311’s,
rally
.1"“Yes, a murder."
' "‘ Who has been
Hockman.
“Gold Dick, and mebby his wife and
child; we don’t know fer sure."
“Great heavens! How did you ﬁnd it
out, my man? ”
“ Why, he didn’t come to work, and we
couldn’t-go ahead without him, so we
sent up to the cabin—”
killed? ” demanded
. “And he is there dead?"
, ' " *“ No, not a hair of him. 'l‘her two men
‘ ‘ hollered down to us; that is as far as we
know yet.”
“But what do they say? ” I
' “They say nobody is thar, but ther
' doors aire broke in, and that thar‘s blood
on ther ﬂoor in two places.”
“This looks serious,” said Hockman.
“ We must go up there at once, Tvlunson,
and see what can be made of it. If a
murder has been done, there shall be a
' ’ hanging, I swear it.” ‘
' They all hurriedly left the office and
' hastened toward the path that led to the
" ' plateau.
By this time the whole camp had been
' alarmed.
Men and women by the hundreds stood
under the cliff, looking upward, and
nearly every face was blanched.
Some one among them- had mentioned
'the name of Captain Lucifer, and that
was enough to cause them to pale. If
' that mysterious, ruthless murderer was
’-= : around, who would suﬁer next?
.. The mayor and his bower led the Way
‘ r and hastened up in the direction of the
' " cabin, where the two men who had gone
before were awaiting their coming. And,
as they went along, they noted now and
, again a drop of blood, on each one of
which they were careful to step.
' The: other two had evidently not no-
ticed these.
By the time‘they reached the cabin,
with all the crowd at their heels, every
trace of that trail had, been obliterated.
a ., What might have served as a clew for
a detective had thus been purposely
rubbed out. It was a case that was like-
ly to end in mystery—it certainly would,
, if left to the two arch villains.
,~ ’Reaching the cabin, Hockman and
i , Munson entered at once.
‘ .Others crowded in after them, until
the cabin was full, and the whole pla-
teau without was soon black with men.
There Were enough there to have taken
the cabin up bodily, almost, and hurled
' it from its resting place down into the
' bottom ,of the gulch below. They were
7 desperate.
The Sight of the blood seemed to en-
rage them the more, and they openly
:. avowed their intention of taking the law
" into their own hands if they could get
.‘hold of the wretch‘who had done the
' ‘ deed. But the bodies, where were they?
That was a puzzle. ‘ »
“We must search the old cabin thor-
oughly,” said Hockman. I _ ‘- .
“And not an inch of it must be over-
looked,” added Manson. y" It may be the
.9 bodies have been concealed here some-
twhdfﬁq” ‘ ,. -
Oi." course, their purpose was to and the
‘oman and the child, 01‘ some trace at
them; t. ~ ' . r v
' . ., Everypart of the cabin was explored,
Eﬁnd.:.thorou‘ghly, but to no purpose. _ .
.At.last.,tho two searchers gave it up.
fgrsv‘elyi '
"'Ho'ekmna “Whittlmore can we do?"
,fEhyfhad returned to the kitchen, after
1161mTQh-lnithe other parts of the cabin.
{53343311}; ‘* somebody here can suggest
somewhat: .. g -
‘ﬁw‘i “at to know what has ibeccme
. l
.vr ,
“If "Swell, we are stuck.” said Munsgnijiw
I V , ,, -' , ‘ _ ' is a mus strange that his wife and child
-- “tilt: ‘ ‘ its, that, way. truly," agreed ‘ '
of our boss; that is the thing we want to
know,” said the man who had acted as
spokesman. on coming to the mine ofﬁce
for the mayor.
“And that is what we are most eager
to ascertain," said Hoekman, “but you
can see for yourself that we are without
a clew of any kind to work on. It is a
mysterious matter,'wholly. In fact, it
is not certain at all that it was the work
of Captain Lucifer, as some here seem
to think.” ‘
“I agree with ye thar,” said the man
from the Great Glory.
His name, by the way,
Smith.
“ What is your idea, then? ” asked the
mayor.
“Well, I hain‘t got none, clear, but et
strikes me that Gold Dick has been done
up by some enemy right hyer in ther
camp.”
“Impossible!” exclaimed Munson,
though he slightly paled at the mention
of it. “Or, if he had such an enemy, no
one knows who it was, so we are just
,as much in the dark as before.”
i The point was discussed at length, but
nothing/ came of it, and at last they gave
over further search and deSCended to the
gulch bottom.
Munson and Hockman were two greatly
puzzled men.
There was no chance to converse on
the way down, as they would like to have
done, so they had to await opportunity.
Down in the bottom, the population of
Cold Camp eagerly awaited news, and
when informed that there was no news
for them, they looked sullen and despe-
rate enough. ‘
Gold Dick, who had become a favorite
with many people. had been murdered,
and was his murderer to be allowed‘to
escape? They argued not!
CHAPTER XIII.
, COVERING THE MATTER.
The excitement was red—hot.
And the mystery of it all made it the
greater.
If the bodies had been found, that
would have been something,4but.lno bod-
ies where there.
Neither could any trail be discovered——
might as well have looked for the fabled
needle in the haystack as for a trail there
in Cold Canyon. \
Even if there had been one at ﬁrst,
hundreds of feet had now trampled every-
where, and it would be utterly useless
to look for it. No, they were at a" loss,
and knew not how to turn.
Said Rube Smith:
“Et is a blamed shame,” that sech a
crime should be done hyer in Cold Camp,
was Rube
and nobody be able ter clear et up. Mayor -
'Hoc man, what is goin’ ter be done
about et, anyhow?”
“That is just it, Rube, what is going
to be done? It will depend on such men
as you to ﬁnd us the clew. As sheriff
of the county, I'oi'fer a reward of ﬁve
hundred dollars to the man who will
discover a clew that will lead to the dis-
covery.”
“I have just thought ofvgsomethinz"
else,” said Manson, ‘ ,
' “ What is that?“ asked» Hockman. .
“We have been taking it for-granted
' that Gold Dick is dead.”
“,‘What else are, we to think?’f.
-‘,‘. Something else has struck me. '11;
are. gone, isn’t it?”
theimysteryx’ .-
': _“ That, ispne “of the'greatest'points of
"‘ Just. so. We'll, suppose.;Gold Dick!
self is the murderer, thatmhe has killed
some oneﬂelse, band has made off. With
his wife and. chi-id 'in‘ order" - to”. escape)?
4 .« p.,.~
Death-Debut. '
“Thunder!” cried Hockman.
“Et won’t go,” said Rube Smith.
“Gold Dick wasn’t that kind of man.
Besides, he had too much at stake hyer
to git up and dig out. No, sir—ee, that
is out of the question.”
“Then maybe you can explain it some
other way,” said Munson.
“I am goin’ ter try to git at ther bot—
tom of it, that I promise ye.”
“Well, I only hope you will, that’s all,
for the good name of Cold Camp, if noth--
ing else.” '
“ Mercy me, mercy me,” cried a voice
at that moment. “You don‘t mean to say
that a murder has been done here while.
we slept, do you?” A
They looked in the direction of the
speaker.
It was Phineas Brown, leading his an-
cient “boy” by the hand, and they had
just come from the direction of the Snug
Snap.
“ Yes, that is just what has happened,”
said Rube Smith. “Ef you know any-
thing about it, stranger, let out what ye
know, double quick. This hyer is no
time ter fool.”
“ Goodness bless us!" cried the strang—
er, filled with awe. “ What do you sup—
pose I know about it? We have just.
got up and breakfasted, my boy and I,
and we learned of it while we were cat'—
ing. Do I understand that it is a man,
wife, and child?”
“Well, they are what's missin’,” was.-
the answer.
“Then it is not sure they have been
murdered? ” '
, “Et is a wonder if they ain’t. Cabin
doors broke in, blood on ther floor, and
they not to be found.”
“It is horrible! ’ ,
“That don't begin ter mention et.”
“ Is there any suspicion as to who did.
the deed?”
The stranger seemed eagerly excited,
as any stranger might under like condi- ,
Lions.
His “boy” was holding fast to his
hand, and looked as if ready to cry upon
the slightest provocation. _ v .
“ Wull, thar is a whisper ,around that.
it was Captain Lucifer and his gang,”
said Smith. “Ever heard of them?”
“Mercy on us! Then it won‘t be safe
for us to go into the hills, my boy,”
speaking to the old man at his side, “if
that wretch is at large in the neighbor—
hood.” *
The old man looked as
agreed in that view.
if he fully
mer in his right hand, a true geologist's
kit. ' .
“I don’t think you need be alarmed,
sir,” spoke up Mtinsen.
likely that the outlaw would molest such
as you. He looks for big game when he
strikes." '
“ Then you think it would be safe for-
us to venture out of the” camp? ” ‘
“ I don’t see why it won’t.” .
In spite of the solsmnity of the oc--
canton, there was entitlement at the
sight or thess‘two characters.
_“ If I_ could only haves place to leave-
my boy,” the younger of the two must-2m,
stroking his’square-cut beard.
“ No, don’t ye leave me, dad." whines
the old man; clinging to his hand and
coat.
The crowd laughed. ' ‘ ~ ‘
,“ No, no, Iiwon’t leave you,” was the '
quick promise. " Whatever you do, don’t
begin to cry. By the way, gentleman‘s
Where was this great crime committed!
Which is the house?” 7_ I.
‘.‘ The! cabin. up there ‘on-thel she};ng .y
,. -' l . ,
‘v ' m' ‘1 i.
The other had a leathern bag hanging
from his shoulder, and carried a ham—‘
“ Not at all -
“,1: youdo. I’ll cry, and ,nothin"
‘wtll stop me.”' ' ”
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fie :5
. . ,_I,-_____-_._.._.-n,,gm,
r
“ Away up there ? ”
“Yes.”
“ And you say it was a man, wife, an
child.” '
He was musing, still pulling at his
beard, and seemed not to hear the re-
ply.
“ Too bad, too bad," he said to himselt.
“'I have the usual amount of human
curicsity about me, and I am tempted
‘ to go up there and see the place.”
“Go it you want to, certainly,” said
Hockman. “ And, as maybe you did not
hear, I have offered a reward of ﬁve hun-
dred dollars to the man who can ﬁnd a
clew that will lead to the solving of the
mystery.”
“0! no use to me, sir, that. I could
not hope to discover anything, but 1
have to own to my share of morbid
curiosity. Come along, Ezekiel.”
He set off to the path that led up to
the cabin, his “boy” trotting by his
:side. .
The crowd had to laugh, but the ser-
iousness of the occasion made it of
short duration.
Hockman and Munson set off in the
direction'of. the Big Nig.
They had taken but a few steps when
Hockman. turned back, and, he said to
Rube Smith'
“Rube, do everything you can, and it
there is the slightest clew. or the slight—
est. suspicion anywhere, come right to
me with it
“You kin rely that I mean ter do
everything 1 kin. boss," was the re-
sponse. " If tnar is a stone‘ anywhere
that has not been turned. I am goin'
to turn et now’
Hockman rejoined Munson, and they
Wwent on together. "
Smith, looking after them, shook his
head.
-“ Some things a teller might think
.ain’t to be mentioned out aloud," he said
in low tones to a few around him.
“What do you mean, Rube? " one oi
these asked.
“ Wull, we know that ther men of ther
Big Nig ain’t got no love fer ther man
of ther Great Glory, don’t we? "
“ You don't mean to hint that—"
“ No, I dont hint nothin‘. Et ain't to
be s’posed fer a minnit, and tharfoxyi
said some things a feller might think
ain’t to be mentioned out aloud." .
' The group looked at one another, sug-
gestively. , '
Could it be possible, was their thought,
that the men of the Big Nig had thus
taken steps in the warfare against the
Great Glory?
CHAPTER XIV.
rocxn AT msr.
.. \Ieantime, “Phineas Brown f' and his
"‘ boy " "Ezekiel" were climbing up the
path to the cabin. ' -
Others were ahead of them, some fol-
lowed after them, and they met many
on the-way who had been up to the
cliff, or plateau, and were returning,
their curiosity satisﬁed. _
As they went along they conversed in
low tones, when no one was near to over-,
hear.
“In heaven’s name, Old Joe. what do
you make of it? ” aked “ Phineas.”
Blame me e! I know, George, boy,'.'
was the spouse,
“Do y u think these are the ones?”
“ I hope not, God knows." _
“ But it was a man and wife and child,
and from what I picked up they have
been here about the right ,length .0:
time.”
" Yes, I have ter admit et, boy.”
“And if it is my wife—My. God! if it
,1; 1
ea
‘ - -‘,-.,'~.4- . u m .r
.» “we”, ,.
dWoo
cl Dick, ‘J r.’s, Death—Deom.
is she, is it not proof that she was false
to me?"
“Wait, George, boy, wait and see.
Don’t condemn until you hear. no mat-
ter what ‘pearances may be. You have
no right to do that. Et is a terrible
mystery.”
“It is a maddening mystery, old
friend.”
‘ Do you think you are safe? Do you
think ther cusses didn’t reckernize ye?”
“I am sure they have not recognized
me. yet. I would know it, if they had.
I think we are safe on that score.”
“But who was the man? If it was
your wife, who was he? And where are
they now, if they have been killed? And
if they have killed somebody else, whar
aire they all the same? "
“ Mystery. mystery.
drive one insane."
“Ye aire night, et is.”
“ Play your part; here come some of
the people of the camp."
The old man grasped his companion’s
hand. as before and trotted along by
his side in a most boyish fashion.
They had adopted a unique disguise,
as will be admitted. It was one calcu-
lated to draw attention to them, yet at
the same time one in complete contrast
to their real purpose.
By the time they reached the cabin
on the cliff, few persons were there, all
having satisﬁed their curiosity.
They entered and looked curiously
around.
Others who had followed them up the
path, came in also, and what they saw
hardly repaid them_ for their pains.
As they were eager to be with the
crowd below, where all the excitement
was, they made their stay short at the
cabin, and on departing, left the two men
resting on a stone in the rear. .
Now for it,” said George Grill, whe
the last one had gone from sight.
" Yes, and make haste, fer no knowin’
how soon more of them may come up to
take a look."
“ You remain here to warn me.”
“ flow kin 1 do et?”
“Play your part. If any one comes
this way they will stop to look at you,
and that will give me time not to be
caught”.
" Et is a blamed fool game fer a man
of my years to be playing George, boy,
but fer your sake I'll do anything.” I
“ Yes, I know you will. old friend."
So saying, George Grill entered the
cabin again.
This time he could look around more
leisurely, more critically, and he did so.
In the ,kitchen he discovered nothing,
but when he passad on into the other
rooms and searched there a sudden cry
escaped him.
He ran to a corner where lay a wo-
man’s garment, and catching it up he
stared at it with dilated eyes.
He ran back through the rooms with
it to where his companion sat. ,
“ See! "‘ he cried. “Don’t you ‘know’
it?"
“ Yer Mary’s cape, as I live!"
“ It is!, It is! "
“Then et's her that was hyer."
It is enough to
“No longer a doubt of it. Heavens!
I dare not lock further.”
“ But ‘ye must, boy, ye must. Nothing
Would hold ye back from at now, not
even ther ev11 one himself.”
“You are right, you are right. Wait
for me here.” . ‘
Back into the rooms the almost dis-
tracted man ran, and to the chimney-
place that stood in the center of the
cabin. ‘
It was a huge affair, being provided
so that ﬁre could be had in all three
"he recognized it.
of the main rooms of the cabin—we haw
said that it was a large one—and all},
the smoke ascended one common ﬂue. ,
Pressing with his hand on the wall
just ‘within the ﬁreplace, that portion
of' the wall moved in at the top and out.
at the bottom, revealing a set of sharp,
narrow steps. Up these he quickly
climbed, and down on the other side, and
disappeared.
As soon as he had gone from sight
the wall reassumed its natural position.
It was a clever hiding-place, truly.
Let us follow him.
On the other side was a longer flight
of steps, with a rail to guide the hand.
for it was as dark as Erebuswr
Down these steps he passed, till he
reached the bottom, and then along a
passage where he stepped with greatest
care until ﬁnally he came to a door in
the solid rock.
Here he felt around in the darkness,
but seemingly could not ﬁnd what he de-
sired
With an imprecation, he lighted a _
match. ' ,,
“Ha! the latch has been broken," he '
said to himself. “Lucky for me that I
am on this side of the door, or i would
be a helpless prisoner, unless there is
another outlet of which I know. noth~ "
ingI,’
All around was solid rock.
This passage had been bored through
the solid material of the hills. ~
Lifting the part of the latch that held
the door, he opened the door, taking
care that the latch could not again
fall into its place. ' ‘
Here he paused for a moment, and
while he waited a whispered vorco
hailed: "
“Dick?”
It was a woman’s voice.
George Grill gave a great start, for
It was the voice of his wife—the wife
from whom he had been held a prisoner
so long.
Had she been true to him? What was
she doing here? Where was the man she
took him to be? Whose blowiwas it on 1
the ﬂoor of the cabin? All these thoughts
ﬂashed through his mind.
“ Dick? " was repeated.
“Who are you, woman? ” he demand-
ed, changing his natural voice. .
There was a: slight scream. and he was '
tempted to strike a match and have light ' - ‘
upon the scene, but did not do so yet.
She might recognize him, spite of his
altered appearance.
“0h! sir, who are you?’,’ she falter-
ingly asked. “Where is my—where is
my husband? Have they killed him?
Tell me, tell me, I implore you, whoever
you are.” . x
“ Your husband? " George Grill de-
manded, severely. , l
“Yes, yes—Mr. Fenton."
“ And pray, how long has your name 0 ‘
been Fenton, madam?" ‘ ‘ -
“ In heaven’s name, who are you?”
she almost shrieked. “. Declare your-
self before I go mad.” ‘
At that a child began to cry, and she
tried to soothe it. '
“Answer my question. Upon your an-
swer depends your life, it may be,” the
woman added.
In his excitement he allowed hisvoice '
.to take its naturaltone.
“ Heavens.“ Can it be? Light! light! "
,Impelled by her cry, he struck a' ..
match and they looked at each other for ,.
the ﬁrst time. . .
An instant she hesitated, then, with a
scream, she ran forward and threw“,
herself upon his breast, crying—“George,
George. Found at last!” «
A”!
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dwood Dick, Jr’s, Death-Ddom.
13
CHAPTER XV.
EXPLANATqu AND illisglA'l-I.
She was coldly received.
George Grill‘s breast heaved, his
breath came hard, but he did not em—
brace the woman.
This she rcalized, the ﬁrst burst of her
joy over, and she drew away from him
and the match died out, leaving them
once more in darkness. '
“ You do not speak to me," she gasped.
“ Is it possible that I have made another
mistake? Are you not George Grill?”
“ I amaGeorge Grill, madam,” was the
cold - response.
“ And do you
your wife? '
“You are here as the wife of another
~—-what is the meaning of it? Who is he?
Where is he? Who has been murdered? ”
“ Heavens! you think me false to you?
George, I am here to find you, I am play-
ing a part to enable that noble man to
avenge his own wrongs and yours and
mine. Hear me, I implore.”
“ Go on.”
“He was brought to me, George, and
they all said it was you. Indeed, I
thought .it was you. I nursed him until
his consciousness returned. and then he
almost broke my heart by declaring
that he was not George Grill."
not know me, Mary,
" He milst‘ have looked ‘like me, in-
deed." ‘ ‘
“ Yes, yes, he did—he does. Then, too,
his face was all cut and bruised, and it
would have been hard to tell. They' all
took him to be you, and I was mistaken
with the rest, until he declared the truth,
which he nobly and honorably did, the
moment he regained consciousness. Be-
lieve me, George, believe me.”
“ Why are you here as his wife?”
“I have told you. We came to find
you, and to avenge his wrongs and mine.
He is here for the purpose of running
Captain Lucifer to earth,, of bringing
him to justice for the crimes he has
done. He is true, noble, and honor-
able; and, believe me, I have been true
to you in word. thought, and deed. God
Only Knows the joy I feel at finding you
alive! ’
She embraced him again, and this
time be enclosed her in his arms and
, kissed her.
The child was clinging to its. mother’s
skirt, pleading to be taken up. As soon
as he had embraced his wife, the man
took the child in his arms.
“ Papa! My papa!” the little fellow
excjaimed.
“Yes, Mary, I believe you, your greet-
ing proves it,” said George. “But what
is all this mystery? Enlighten me, I
, be; I went to Silver Bullet, and was
9.1th crazed by what I heard there,
that you had gone away with another
man, who had assumed my name. In
heaven’s name, who is he? ”
a “He is Mr. Bristol, better known as
Dead ood Dick, Jr.”
,“ dwood Dick!”
‘,‘ Yes.” ,
“ Great heavens! And where is he now?
Quick, tell me the rest of the story.”
Question and answer were asked and
given as fast as words could be spoken,
eagerly. ‘ .
, “ They have captured him, believing
him to be you,” was the response. " They
intend to kill him‘——I suppose,they have
~ long since done so.” v
“ They— Whom do you mean? ”
“Captain Lucifer and his band.”
“Good heavens!”
"Can't you save him, George? He
,was so determined to find you or avenge
.p.‘ 99
1 “ Do you know where they have taken
“No, no. He hurried me off here to
hide—he had-found the retreat, and the
last I heard was the fight, and then that
they had him prisoner. Fearing they
would take me next, I did not hesitate
another minute, but came here. When
I closed the door, something fell on the
other side, and I could not open it again.
Heavens! you do not know what I have
suffered.” '
“I can imagine. my darling, I can im-
agine. Whose blood is it on the ﬂoor? ”
“ I do not know, but I heard the shoot-
ing. I think he killed at least one of
them before they captured him.”
“Then he was alone in the kitchen
part of the cabin when the attack was
made?"
“Yes; he slept there alone, and I and
Georgie occupied the other part of the
cabin. The door between was bolted.
which circumstance saved me from fall-
ing into their hands.”
“Did you hear anything that was
said, Mary? Anything that will give
mu 3. clew to where they have taken
him?”
“I heard him ask them where they
intended taking him.”
“ Ha! And what did they say?”
“One said— You know well enough,
without asking that, George Grill. Only
know this, that it is for life, this time.”
"Ah! I well know where he is, then.
God knows I pity him."
“ Can you save him? "
“ Yes, and will.”
“Thank God!”
“You think well of him?"
“ He was determined to save you, or
avenge you, and he has been so good
and kind to. me and Geordie."
“Yes, yes, I understand. It was his
plan. then, to let people at Silver Bul-
let still continue thinking he was George
Grill, then, was it?”
"Yes. He said it might help to ﬁnd
you, in some way or another. If they had
killed you. to hear that you were alive
would puzzle them, and maybe give him
the clew. If they had not ki-lledyou, he
might by the same means find you.”
“And he was bold enough to come
here.”
“Yes, after he had been here once,
and had almost lost his life at the hands
of Captain Lucifer.”
" Ha! then he knows him? ”
“Yes, and he would have exposed him
ere this, only he has been playing to get
some tidings of you.”
“ Enough, Mary, enough. If I mis-
judged you, I beg your pardon humbly. I
will ﬁnd him, now, and if there is not
a day of reckoning then, it will be a
strange thing."
“ And what about'me? ”
“ Ha! I dare not rescue you, for that
would make it necessary for you to tell
the people of Cold Camp all that has
happened.” I
“I can do that, and still keep the lead:
ing secret!
“Yes, but it would compromise me, for
they would demand to know how I had
found you, and they might accuse me
of being in with Captain Lucifer. The
people are in no mood to be triﬂed with, .
I tell you. They might hang me on ShOX‘tr
order.” -,
“What then, George?” ,
u Are you brave enough to remain
here for a time?”
“ If you require it. but it is cold, and
f
we are hungry, Geordie and I. How long
must it be? ”
":No. longer than necessary. I will
bring you food and bedding from the
cabin above. if the coast is clear. and
you can then make yourself to a degree
“I will do anything you say, George,
only do not fail to come to my rescue.”
"You need have no fear of that, un---
less—" .
" \‘x'hat? ” ’
“But the door will not entrap you
again. and if I fail to return you can
make your appearance.”
“ You hint that you may be killed-
Heavens! you must take care of your
life, George.” .
"I fear nothing. A just God will not
allow them to triumph. Their race is
run now, and it rests only for me to res-
cue Deadwood Dick and join with him."
“But you are two against many."
“Two are a host when right is on their
side. But I must hasten away, before
others discover that I am for the time
missing."
With fond words they parted, and the
husband went up to the cabin. No one
was there. and he speedily found food
and bedding, which he handed down to
his wife, together with a lamp.
CHAPTER XVI.
THE MEN or Dss'rixy MEET.
Meantime, when Manson and Hock»
man returned to the- office, Hockman
exclaimed:
" Munson, I have made a discovery. It.
is no use longer your trying to fool )our-
self with the belief that Deadwood Dick
is dead.”
Munson was pale.
"I have the same suspicion myself,”
he agreed. "I ‘am afraid that you are
right, and that this fellow PhineasBrown
is no other than Deadwood Dick‘dn dis-
guise.” .
“'I am just so sure of him that I am
going to find out.”
“ How—when? ”
" To-night, if no opportunity offers
sooner.”
" But if it is Deadwood Dick, he will
\be wary of us, and we will not catch him
napping.”
Then we must take him unawares.
He is likely to roam around in the hills,
according to the part he is playing, and
he must be followed and held up.”
“And what then?”
“ If suspicion proves correct, then he
must die.”
" Care must be taken so that no sus-
picion can fall on us. We. are handling
. a delicate affair.”
“ I know we are, but it is now coming
to a head. One or two bold moves. and
the whole thing is done, and we are safe.
But those moves must not miss,,or we ar
in trouble.” , '
“And we are at a point where there
is no drawing back".
" No; we have got to go on.”
“Well, let us keep watch of this fel-
low Brown, and see what his moves are.”
“ Yes, that we will do, and, if t , are
favorable to us, he will ﬁnd himsé f held
up at the end of a gun before this day
passes. Anyhow, we will go for him. to-
night.” _
When George Grill came out of the
cabin he found his “ boy ” waiting in the
some place where he had left him.
" Not only 'so, but there were severe!
men from the town around him. and the ,
old man was rubbing his eyes on his!
sleeves as if on the point of crying, and
the men were laughing. ~ .
“ See hyer,” one of there called out at
sight of George, “ye had better keep Yer
kid in sight, Mister BrownJ’ .
“ Make ’em let me be. dad. The? been.
plaguin‘ me. tryin’ to make me sing. and
I wouldn’t do it.”
comfortable."
“ No. but he ken mighty near cryin’.“
declared one of the men. “What, is the:
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'14 Deadwood Dick, J 11’s, Death-Doom.
matter with him, anyhow? What makes
him think he is a kid-‘3 He is ther oldest
babby that I ever seen in my life, I be
blamed if he ain't. Don’t you want a
stick 0’ candy, babby?”
“You lemme be,” was the whine.
“ There, there, do not mind the gentle-
men, Ezekiel. They meant you no harm.
Come along, and we will go down, now."
He offered his hand, and the old fel-
low ran and took it eagerly, and they
turned away George turned and touched
his forehead, as if to say that his com-
panion was not right in the head.
They passed down the path, and the
man entered the cabin to explore it.
“I played ’em,” said the old fellow.
with a chuckle. “I thought you had
found somethin', seein’ that you didn't
come right back, so I entertained ’em a
little.”
“And I am glad you did, Joe.
found her."
“Then she is alive and kickin', is she?
Glory! but I am glad of that! "
George quickly told the story, as it
was now known to him, and the old man
could hardly contain'himself.
They went leisurely down to the bot—
tom, as if nothing was hurrying them,
and as if they had all day to do nothing
in, and there some of the men wanted to
know what they had found.
They passed some remarks with them,
playing well the parts they had assumed,
and presently moved away in the direc-
tion of the Big Nig.
They were seen from the office of the
mine.
When they had come abreast with the
ofﬁce, on their way up the gulch, the
door opened.
Hockman came out and greeted them,
asking them if they had been able to
discover anything—about the same ques-
tions the others had asked, and George
made similar response.
He noted that Hockman eyed him
closely, and made that remark to his
companion when they passed on.
“ Wull, let him,” said Old Joe. “Little
good et will do him.”
“I know, but it makes it all the more
necessary to play the part to a nicety. I
am all too eager now for the end.”
“ Ef et has got to be played et has got
to be played, George, boy, so we’ll go
right on and play et fer all et is worth,
and in the end it will all come out right.’
“ I hope it will, anyhow.” »
They moved on slowly, George stop-
ping from time to time and using his
hammer on the different kinds of rock,
now and then putting a piece in his leath-
I have
‘ er bag. ‘
So they proceeded, making it most
wearisome for any one who might be
watching.
At‘last they came to a narrow ﬁssure.
“Here it is,” said George.
“ Through that crack? ”
“ Yes, and then a sharp climb up to a
ledge that will lead to the cavern. There
is another way, but that is too open for
our purposs.”
“All right, I am with ye, dad, only
don’t ye go too fast fer my old legs.”
George led the way, and in a little
time they had scaled the ascent and were
upon a ledge.
Along this they passed, till ﬁnally they
came to where a shoulder of rock offered
a fine place for a man to remain on
guard, and here George requested his
companion to remain.
“ We may be followed,” he said, “ and
if so, here you can hold up any one who
may come prowling along. It would be
awkward to be taken at a disadvantage
in that cavern, and, above all things. we
must take no chances of being overcome
and taken prisoners."
“ Go right ahead, George, boy, and re-
ly on me."
“I know I can do that. A shot will
apprise me that danger is at hand, and
you can hold a score at bay here for a
few moments."
“Yas, and you kin bet your life that
I will do et, too. I will make ’em think
that yer boy has growed a whole lot,
dad, you bet I will, if they show their
teeth.”
Satisfied, George pressed on.
A few moments more, and he entered
a cavern, where he found a man in
chains.
He ran forward eagerly, and the first
thing he did was to grasp the man by
the hand, in spite of the fact that he was
bound, and he eagerly cried:
“Thank God I have found you, Dead-
wood Dick! I will free you, and together
we will run them to their doom!”
“Who are you? ” Dick asked, in great
surprise.
“I am George Grill, the man you have
been searching for. I spent more than
a year in these chains that hold you, un-
til I became so lean that at last I could
slip out of them—they never thought of
that, nor did 1, till I made the discovery.”
It was question and answer, with light-
ning rapidity, while George worked at
the locks that held the chains, and by
the time the locks had been forced they
had an understanding with each other.
As soon as Deadwood Dick had been
freed the two shook hands, and there
and then vowed the undoing of their foes.
CHAPTER XVII. -
CAPTAIN LUCIFER (‘Al‘Tl'REl).
Meantime, something was taking place
out on the ledge. '
George Grill had not been gone a long
time from' the place where he had left
Old Joe when a man came sneaking along
up the trail.
He was masked, and carried a gun in
his hand. Clad in a dilapidated suit of
overalls and jumper, there was no possi—
bility of his identity being discovered
while his face was masked.
The old man saw him, and his eyes
ﬂashed. He drew a gun and waited for
the man to come nearer before he re-
vealed his presence.
He of the mask
stealthily.
Old Joe was behind a shoulder of rock,
as has been mentioned, and all the ad-
vantage of position was his.
Waiting until the man was at hand,
he suddenly reached his arm over the
projection, and the gun in his fist almost
came into contact with, the other’s head.
“Aire you a-lookin‘ fer my pap?" he
asked naively.
The man of the mask gave a great
start, as he looked up. and was on the
point of lifting his gun.
There was something in the eyes of the
old fellow, and in the dangerous prox-
imity 0f the gun, however, that caused
him to desist, and told him that he was
caught. _
“Ef you aire,” the old man added,
“you kin wait hyer till he cemes back.
I know he will be glad to see ye— Thar,
thar, now, don’t move that way, or this
hyer gun is sure to go off!”
“Who are you?” was the demand.
“What do you mean by stopping me?”
“ I mean that you can’t go on till my
dad comes back, that is all. He told
me ter let nobody pass.”
“ The deuce take you and your dad, old
tool! If I can’t go forward, I suppose
you will have no objection to my going
came on slowly,
‘ you be.
back the way I came? Tell your dad
for me that you have seen Captain
Lucifer."
“Gosh—a-mighty!" ejaculated the old
fellow. “ Be you that varmint? I
reckon you Will have to stay right whar
Drop that thar gun, or I will
see what effect a bullet will have, plump
in the eye~ Ha! no foolin’; drop it, I
tell yer! "
There was no use trying to dodge it,
that gun had to be dropped; Old Joe
hold the drop in grim earnest.
The ruses of the outlaw were futile.
Old Joe held him right there until
George Grill and Deadwood Dick made
their appearance.
The explanation of the situation was
immediate: then they seized the prisoner
and tore the mask from his face.
The man was Melvin Munson!
“At last!” cried Dick and George, in
the same breath.
At sight of them, both together, the
man had paled to the lips, and he could
not speak.
“The tables are turned,” remarked
Deadwood Dick, grimly. “What we have
suffered at your hands is now about to
be returned with interest, Melvin Mun-p
son, you detestable human brute! ”
The man was looking from one to the
other of the two men, in a daze of dis-
may. They looked alike~—their eyes, the
color of their hair and heard, and their
voices, too, had a similarity. No wonder
that he Was puzzled.
“In heaven‘s name, who are you?”
he managed to inquire.
“I am Deadwood Dick, betrayed into
your clutches by Dudley Hockman,
whom, as sheriff, I consulted when I
came to this part of the country to run
down Captain Lucifer. I am the man
whom you doomed to death, as you sup—
posed, by tying me to that mad horse
and sending it shrieking across the bar-
ren plain some months ago.”
“And I,” said the other, promptly,
“am George Grill, whom you conﬁned
here in these chains for a year and
more, trying to make me give up the
secret I hold. I am the only man who
knows the hiding-place of Mountain
Guerrilla’s big store of plunder, and
you knew that I knew it. But, wolf
that you are, that secret should never
have been yours! ”
“And what am I to expect?”
“Mercy, of course,” said Dick, with
irony.
“Mercy, to be sure,” sneered George.
“I do not ask it—I dare not ask it.
You have got me in your power, and I
am at your mercy. But, you have only
got half-of me.”
“What mean you?” demanded Dick.
“ I mean that there is another as deep
in the mud as I am in the mire.”
“And you will insist on' some terms
at our hands before you Will tell who
that other is, I suppose."
“ You have hit it. There is another,
who has played the role of Captain
Lucifer a full half the time, in order that
suspicion could not fall on either of us.”
“ And who is he? ”
“Promise that you will spare my life,
and I will tell you.”
“We promise nothing.
Dudley Hockman.
With a moan, the wretch sunk down,
utterly in despair. He knew that he
could look for no mercy at the hands of
these two, whom he had so greatly
wronged. The next instant he tried to
leap to his death from the ledge.
He was held back, however.
“No, we have something better in
store for you, than. that,” averred Dick.
“The chains are aWaiting- you.”
The man is
I know the scheme”
DeadWood Dick, Jr.’s, Death-Doom.
The man fought and struggled, but;
it was of no use, with three against him;
and he was dragged, screaming, to the
cavern from which Dick had so recently f
been rescued.
There he was put in the chains, which i
were so adjusted as to preclude the
possibility of his escaping, and Old Joe
was left to watch him.
Dick and George made their way down
to the canyon. and turned their steps in
the direction of Cold Camp.
Arriving there, they stopped at the 0f-
ﬁce of the Big Rig, and entered unan—
nounced.
At sight of them.
paled and trembled.
“ What means this?" he gasped.
“ It means that this man has rescued
me," answered Deadwood Dick. “Come
at once with us to the cabin on the
cliff, where you shall see more of the
mystery revealed."
Hockman knew not what to think or
do. '
“ For what purpose do you want me to
go up there? ” he asked. "What is to be
explained? "
“Are you not sheriff of the County,
sir?, Are you not mayor of this camp
as well? \Vhom should we ask, if not
you? Come with us, or let your man-
ager go.”
“ That is just it,” said Hockman,
grasping at the straw. “ Munson is out,
and I cannot leave the ofﬁce this min-
ute. If ye; will wait till he returns,
I will go, gladly. Meantime, tell me
what you have found out, or what you
hope to discover.” '
, CHAPTER XVIII.
' xvnoxos MADE RIGHT.
, Deadwood Dick boiled with indigna-
‘tion. ' . ' ’
Seeing that their plan for entrapping
the man at the cabin was not going to
work, he cried: j
“Dudley Hockman, you are my pris-
oner, arrested as being in league with
Captain Lucifer, if, indeed, you are not
Captain Lucifer! ”
The man staggered back a pace, stop-
ping againstthe wall; his face Was
deathly pallid.
“. And you?” he gasped.
‘- .“I am Deadwood Dick, whom you be-
trayed into the hands of your tools
here, at Cold Canyon, when I {came for
the purpose of running down the outlaw.
3 That was more than I was looking for,
to find the sheriff himself in league with
r, A. the desperate rascal, and hence it was
'f'easy for you to deceive me.”
Dudley Hockinan
The man reached for a gun, but Dick '
A was upon him like a tiger, and 'a brace
‘ of handcuffs were snapped on his wrists
in a trice. ‘ . .‘
. “ You see, right is bound to triumph,"
‘ cried Dick. “ Wrong may ride- (or a
line, but in the end truth and Justice.
bound to prevail. What do you
.Isu'ppose the people of Cold Camp wii
m.in of their mayor, now?"
Dd not expose me here,
. do not expose me here!" the man
1°? ﬂat, in despair. “ They are in the
811.9,. mood for a lynching, and nothing
’W “mister; them! "
Wadnhymercy shown to either 0!
D0."rn0$,'ask mercy at our hands.
. he? hang yOu, so 'much the better for
the country at 13,739,"
:Tile‘mretch yet; heseeched, but they
we”? "deaf tdjhis entreaties.
:‘thhms Digit/Wei yet known in the
sheared the doors
GO; (is there made
for heaven's '
rdone, a difference was seen in their
looks, although the likeness was still
somewhat remarkable. They wouid have
been taken for brothers, anywhere.
Dick still carried some of the scars
which he had received at the time of his
cruel death-doom race across the plain
at the heels of Black Thunderer, but
none disﬁgured his face. Grill was still
thin, but his face showed that he was
‘i'egaining his health.
“Well, now for the ﬁnale," said Dick.
“Yes: now to deliver these wretches
up to the people upon whom they have
imposed so long.”
“ No, not that, for they are my pris-
oners," protested Dick. “But, the ex-
pose shall be made in public, and they
shall be madeto 'feel the shame for
their crimes, as a foretaste. I will fetch
the other."
Leaving Grill in charge, he set out, and
in due season returned with Munson, ac—
companied by Old Joe. The two were
then chained together, and in that fash-
ion were martrhed down the slope and
into the camp proper, where the natives
were amazed beyond measure.
At sight of them, the word was quick-
ly passed, and by the time they reached
the open space in front of the Snug
Snap, the whole camp population, or
nearly so, was on hand to bear and see.
! They shaved and washed up, and that
Deadwood Dick made known the whole
matter to the audience.
Dudley Hockman, the boss-bully, it
was shown, had been one of the band of
the once infamous outlaw, Mountain
Guerrilla, and had escaped arrest at the
time when that scoundrel was hunted
down. He was eager to ﬁnd the booty,
and believed that George Grill knew
where it was hid, owing to the fact
that Grill’s wife was Mountain Guerril-
la’s daughter—a fact that had ever been
kept from Ma y'Grill, and which George
desired she sh uld never know.
In order to have full control of the
Gold Canyon country, Hockman pretend~
ed to own it, and took Munson in with
him, as partner. And, to create a dread
of the. place, they invented the character
of Captain Lucifer, playing‘ it between
them, to their mutual safety, until the
present time.
i George Grill into a trap, and of his con-
ﬁnement there in the mountain cave.
Then he related the incidents ‘of his
wn attempt to hunt down Captain Lu-
! ifer, his betrayal by Hockman, and his
Eterrible doom that had brought him so
near to death’s door. . -
The rage of the Citizens knew no
f bounds, and it wasali Dick coulddo to
Iprevent the lynching 'of the two exe-
crable wretches. His word prevailed,
thowever, and they were sent. immedi-
5ater under strong guard to, the county
seat. .That done, Mrs. Grill was rescued
from the hiding—place under the cabin,
and brought down to the camp.
' ~ It wash. time of great rejoicing in the
town. The treasure of Mountain Guer-
rilla was found in that same hiding-
‘hiswife. *She"was not told that her
, tether,“ Henry McCasson, and the out—'
:lawrhad been one and the same, but was
told Gnat the'rtreasure was hers because
foun 'on her. father’s land. '
The :title'to the whole section was
clear, and'when Deadwood Dick went
on this way to. adventurei‘s new. he left
mines, Grill as mayorvzrofrtheytown.i
they-deserved; ‘ . '
dealt with’ as
I ‘ ' : ' ‘THE
A table was brought, and from that
Dick told of the luring of v
place, and was delivered to Grill and
m
8
them in unseession or the gulch and its at;
Needless? to- say,:._the. guilty were,
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THE CHINA AN’S CIRCUS.
BY J. C. COWDRICK.
Seattle’s Halt-Dime library.
BY GEORGE C. JENKB.
456 (Ht Thur 0wney the Unknown.
492 (Ht Thur "Wllt‘y'll Pledge.
518 The Demon I’Ut'iul'; or, Handheld, the Kid Detective.
55'] “cubic-Curve Dun. un- il'ih-her Dawn".
59" Flute, Um Sinwr Detective; or. Owney in a New Rule.
608 The Pitt-her Deter-tlvo’n Foll; or, Dnu‘» [Mame Pint“.
ti I“ The 000m: Detecth'c: or. The lautCruise n! the “lock Ben}.
68! The Pitt-her Detective‘u Toughest ’lun-de.
36 Larry the Thoroughbred: or, eaten on Ever Siuo.
Iron "and. the Churn-ed Detectin-
l'ncle Nun’s lieu-cth'e In Chicago.
BY ALBERT “3 AIKEL.
l I Tim Two Detectives; or, The Fortunes or. Bowery Girl.
76 Abe Colt. the Crow-Killer.
79 Sol Ginger, the Giant 'l'rn por. ’
238 Joe Buck ol'Angeln an Ills Boy Para. —
44? hew ork hull. A Tale of Tricks and Traps in Gotham.
458 New En 'laml Nick; or, The Fortunes of: Foundlmg.
464 Nlmble . lek, the Circuo Prince.
498 Too: Ted, too Arisonu S lo".
510 Cool Colon-.110, the Hal ~Breed Deﬁecﬁve. ’ ‘
518 Cool colorudo In New York: or, The Cowboy’s Fight.‘
BY JIISEPII E. BISDGEIM JR.
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2 Yel’lowswne Juck; onle Tm r. '_ ' '
48 Black John the Rood-Agent; or, 'o‘Outlow'o Ron“;
65 Hurricane fun; or, Muslim: Sam and Hirfond.
1110 Mustang Sam 701,1‘ho King ui‘tbe Plum. _
186 NI It-tluwk It; or, The Daughter or the Ranch.
1-14 Du nty Lam the Boy Sport. ~ _
151 Panther Fault or, Dainty Lance to the Rescue;
160 The “Incl.” (ﬁll-Int: or, Dainty Lam‘s in Jeopnr'dy.
ms lieu Dunn; or, Fighting Fire With Fire. ‘
181 The I 07 ’1 rollers; or, Dainty Lance on the Wanna,
903 The Bo I’m-do; or. Dainty Lance Unmulu.
811 Crooke Cale, the Caliban of Cole-tint City.
810 The nan-undo Wall“ or, Tho Beautiful puny.
819 The Black Rldcr; or,.1‘he Hone-Thhveo'bqn
885 (Nd Double Flu-t or,‘l'ho Sinnn Guide
‘55 The Klmv nt'tlm- Vomit-e or. Daniel Boone‘- Lut Tron.
‘ 19 Klt Fox. the Border Bo ' numtlvo ,
6‘25 film-up!- Drm, the 03' Trailer.
677 Chlneap‘ll lion‘s Heeond Trill.
{NR Chiral-anl: Dan’- Ilome Stretch.
69!} 0141 Crazy, the Man “‘itiuvutn Hood.
701% Liz'llu-lll-Irt. lule’n Lune .
’31-“ Li tnllc-art [Me’s Lant aiL_
3% ‘ '" c' ti.“ Ln Brod Th 80 ‘
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.u , the Hmtilet onT‘Im Border Mioﬁnll. y
748 an“. .. ; tho Friendly; or, The Border Bsqle'n BoyPud
BY CAPTAIN FRED. WIIITTAKER.
15 The Sea-C.“ or. The Witch or Dori".
I9 The Du-b Pl‘e Eon Th0 D0205 Dugout.
48 lilck lhrllu . t o any Express Rider; ‘
cc and mo; or. The Children of the Chase. :
“turd Hunters; or. The L d om». II can."
e Lost (in tun: or, Slum-or abs: Coﬂn'o- on.
Boy Be ouluo; or. Tho Brother. ot the Plum Luce
pug, the Robber of the Milne ' ,
mi the World. _
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"a h Titan“; the Animatil‘hlﬂng; Jr,
0 r amen or ciao-roof
881 Block ickuha Demon 'Rader. h ‘
B95 Confer-h Joo’u Wur Trail.
BY MAJOR HENRY IL BTID'DDAJKD. Ex-Deout.
306 Neck-Tin Ned: or, The Dummn Fords. - . i
I“ Ruxler Initiate]: or. The Sword-men of We.
3 l K} Jilove 1%. tin» Dandy ol the Rom-I.
; C98 lull-Glove Kit and Par-d: :M,The Gold Kl". .
400 TI ad Man-llunter : or. The Guido- OIM Mymry
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’ 505 Powell's Para. onﬁc Guam-mud (nut.
BY CAPT. mum winters.
I 250 Young tie-tuck: «Ir/1‘5: Red Luv».
’70 Bill-3rd Bent m, The Riot u Keno (Jump:
880 Jul. the Boy Touderfoou . x
B" ARTHUR c. GRISWH.
m BM]; Fox out 9.? Gold Bowie Kid.
1368 'Fhe Sure I u-d-n.
621 rut-ml June. the “Peoooliu” Mon. ‘
1 BY PHILIP s. “'ARNE.
6! Potent-Leather Joe; or Old Eat It Choru-
lﬂi captain Annular or, Patenbuathuaaog:hi‘rﬂuno.
no; 0.1mm Musk; on rum.sz oo’IDofool.‘ ‘
819 Del urd, the Duelist: «2.11:0 Mont-in Vomit":
88% A on [1 Boy: or, T he Dunn-i". Romp. . "«
.888 Little oruodu or, The Oomuofun Glen. '
873 Little Jlngo: or, the Queer PIN.
.88 hit-[lo 0h~qny or,'Cm.u'h¢ in H1001": Tnp.‘ '
401 Little bino- ly" or, A manna-ms. ' ' -
408 Little Leather- rmh" . of, 0M Jumbo'lcom.
481 Little Ah Sh” or, 00m»! .
451 (‘olorado Run, A Tole on!"
480 Three Jolly 1"“; o'-
517 J (Holden’s he" 1
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Deadwood Dick Now-la.
1 Deadwood
20 Deadwood
28 Deadwood
or. Deadwood
42 Deadwood
49 Deadwood
iii Deadwood
73 Deadwood
77 Deadwood
hi0 Deadwood
104 Deadwood
109 Deadwood
129 Deadwood
188 Deadwood
149 Deadwood
l6. Deadwood
lib") Deadwood
201 Deadwood
205 Deadwood
2i? Doadw ood
221 Deadwood
'33 Gold-Dull
. 868 Deadwood
‘ I68 Deadwood
t '09 Deadwood
821 Deadwood
.4? Deadwood
851 Deadwood
8:118 [Deadwood
Dick, illr l'nnre n1 tlw Ronri.
Incl“.- Deiiunuc; In, lmuhiv Dunn-n.
llit'k ill illng‘ulnc; Hr, liutlul: lien
Dick in “la i‘unllc.
Dh-l.‘~ lioamtzu; u .1 hr i‘huutntn Miner.
Dirk in Danger; (“Jinx-nun”,
illvk’o Lumen; or, The Hindu)! Flt-ml Bur.
Dirk on )nt'ck: «.r. r..mn.ity . meal": lleromo
Int-L”. Lna-t [\u-u ur. (‘uruurny Charlie.
Dit-k in Lcmhilit'.
Dick'n ile\ ire: or, W» Double Crou Sign.
Dick All ill-(route.
Dlok‘. Double: 0:. illr Gnrgnn'u Gulch (Shoat.
l'll'li'a llonu- l’aac; or, “lurid! liill.
Dl(-k‘a "I" Strike' or. A (innu- III “Old.
Dluk of Deadwood! or. The Hold Partv.
I’lt'll'l Dream: ur, The Rivnls oi the Road.
Hick-9,. ‘\'“r4h or, 'l‘hv Blalrlt Hill’s .lulrbrl,
Ilivk’a Doom: or. Calamity Jane's Adventure.
Dick’a liq-ad "1 nl.
Dix-k'n Death-Plant.
«It. A Rnnmnro of Hanoi" and Touch:.
Diok’a Divide: or, The Spirit of Swamp Lake.
Dioia'a Dent-n Trail.
Dlvk'a Deal; or, Thr (iv-M Brit-k «I Oraznn.
Dlok’a Don-n: or. Tm Faltlr ul Phantom Flat!
Dick's Ducal-t or, Dam in the Dining-u.
Dlek Fella-need: or, The Terrible Vendetta.
Diok'a Claim.
Dch In Dead City.
Diok’l Diamoada.
Dink In how 1‘ orkt or, A "Cute Ca-e."
Di('il'a "ﬂat; v-r. 'l‘hr Chained “and.
Dix-h, Jr; --r. 'l m- Crimlon Croueut Sign.
D (-k, Jr.'-. Deilulwe.
V Jr.’a i all "and.
Jr.’a. iiiLr llound-l‘p.
Jr.’- Ilat-koi at (‘Iaim 10.
’I (‘orralt or, Bowman Bill.
’ Do. Dew-(Ne.
Jr., n Deadwood.
'II. Conpm-t.
fl. Inheritance.
Jr:- DI ago.
Jr.‘-. De veraaoe.
Jr.‘- i‘rotegee.
Jr.‘a. Three.
at.
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481 Deadwood
491 Deadwood
496 Deadwood
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608 Deadwood
515 Deadwood
593 [Deadwood
In.
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529 Deadwood Dirk Jr.’ D D
584 Deadwood Die '. Jr}: D::fl:'ilu‘hot‘.m
539 Deadwood Ira-l.- Jr.. in Texan.
58$ Deadwood
6‘9 Deadwood
554 Deadwood
581 Deadwood
5.7 Deadwood
an Deadwood Dick. .i
Beagwood
ca wood or" in Deav r.
Deadwood Dick. Jr)», lli‘l'rl‘f?
Bi.» sh. in; gechohlﬁh’a Ila-Ia.
Deadwood Die , J:."I.-l4-:¢l':l le Luau}?
Deadwood Dirk, Jr.. In Detroit.
In (‘im-Innutl.
37.. in Nevada.
In. in No .‘iian’a Land.
Jr., Ant-r tho Qaeer.
air" In lIqualn.
J r.’n, Chau- Aorou the Continent
Among the Snugglera.
II III rum-e Cane.
Jr" link In the nun".
Jr.. in Dorm-pox or. “ unlined In."
Jr.'u lilac-every; or, Found a Fortune.
Jr.'-. Dazzle.
.lr.'ol. Dollarn.
.lr.. at Danger Divide.
Jr.'-, Drop.
.lr.. at. Jack-Poi.
Jr.. In ﬂan Front-loco.
Jr): ﬁll“ "out.
.lr.’- Dominoes
Jr.’-, Distal-0.
r.’-. iouhle Deal.
Jr.'-. Deathwatch.
.ir.'u, I’oahlet.
.Irﬁl. licathhlow.
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J; '1.
Jr“;
Jr:’a.
Dit-lz. Jr ’
Jr. the Wild W... V!
Jr... on m- Mung.”
.ir., In Gotham.
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Deadwood
6 ii Deadwood
Deadwood
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Deadwva
Deadwood
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Doadwood
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Deadwood
Deadwood
Deadwood
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Deadwood I
Deadwood
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‘ Deadwood Dick
Deadwood Diok.
Deadwood Dick,
Dick,
Diek
Dick.
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Z'l‘
lei‘oat.
ieaurrootioa.
. a Dari.- Days.
Jr” Dolled.
Jr.’o, Double Device.
Jr’.n. Duperate Vent-Po.
Juli, Diamond Dice.
grin, l'ioydal :lnh.
r. a ea -o .
Deadwmvd Dick. Jr.'-. Rival.
Deadwood Dir-k, Jr.‘u, Doom.
Dick, Jr.’-. Ft-oop.
Dick. .Ir.’-, l'roxv.
liiok, has, chm-in.
Div , Jr.’u. High "one.
Dick .ir.. no, Dmll’n Gulch.
Dirk, .lr.‘-. Death-"ole Ila-lilo.
Diok, Jr.‘n liomhalu-ll.
Dick, .lr.. In Mexico.
Dirk. .lr’a Donny DIN-k.
lilok, Jr. in ﬁllrer Pocket.
Diok. .lrv‘a, Dead-Sure Game.
Dirk, Jrh. l'ouhle Drive.
"ll-h". .lr.'a. Trade-“ark.
Dir-k, .lr.. m 'i in-Top.
Dick. Jr.'a lioui-ie-liN-ker.
Dink. Jr., at Dollarvillr.
Riot. 5n. atu‘r'liuh Flatt.
(- '. r.'~. n 'o-u .
946 Deadwood Dink. Jr.'-. Douhk- ill-on.
93' Deadwood "It-k, .ir.'-. Right Dower.
It")? Deadwood Dirk, .lr.‘a. Ten-Strike.
I065 Deadwood Dink. Jr!» Gold-Duet.
911 Deadwood Dick, Jr.’a, out it.
I!" “'lLlJA“ R. EYRTEIR.
190 Da v Darko: or. The Tiger! oi High Pine.
910 Va 0 Frank 1 or. Dnndv Darlw’l Go-Down Pard-
813 The Hustler ll’ozIIe-(‘atc-her.
MIR Poker l’ei-e’a nﬂIlllli‘ Dudre.
\ $51 The Tie-To ﬂuori : or. High Ilultling at Sinnan' Flat.
n|onte glaring. the Rpm-I.
anmn a To. the Gilt-Ed e Shooter
I91“ Creek-“hot Dai-y‘o Drop. ‘ ’
981 'I he 8 art. In Velvet: or. lllrr ank'u mm.
94.5 "lilly Ird’a Bonanza: or. The Rnok-Rm-am’ Root-Ont.
969 i' Ito-Flap Fred at Hard an
969 The Girl Sport-Shadower; or, Clark’s Clone Shun.
8 Dead wood
4 Deadwood
Deadwood
Deadwood
Dead wood
Deadwood
Dead wood
Dead Wood
Dead wood
Deadwood
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"end wood
"('Il'l wood
lit-ad wood
923 Dead wood
984 Dead wood
It to Dead wood
80 llolebud “oil; or, .Vlluuri Ned, lhu Knight.
lither Non-l— by E. L. Wheeler.
84 lion-bud lion on Hand: or, lu_\l, Iht‘ Girl Miner.
as non-bud l.‘uh’~ lieap‘wnruuvv; m. i‘m tuumyn i’liil.
lﬁl ill-.whtul lloh'n ( hulk-Hue; nu. (‘mzmnmn Hwy.
27? lirtn l‘l' "nil. I‘mInn-111v»in‘ruurﬁlht- “lulu-3 Surround .
281 Dean-r Dnll‘u ‘\ lvlor}: I-r, .~ u! 'llll truss.an i
03F: Donner lioll‘u lit-on) ; ur. Liillv Hill’s Honour...
'93 Denver Doll‘u Drii‘t 5 (-1.1 he Huml tluurn. l
lso- ) ml... .11.... (hr l-uiIl-l-n‘ :..--.-~: ur. 'l‘h»- m. Latte”. '
8:2 1' reka Jiln’a Prize: «I. 'l l» \l . in» it \\ uk.- 1'“. V l
iii.» \ reins Jim‘n Joker or, 'l'lw llixnis n' RM N. not
859 ‘n'rl-ku .iinu‘~ New iiolr; I'Y,lii\\1'l«lell. 1
894 \'rel.a Jim oi' Yuha Dm . '
209 Frill, the li-nuuxl-lirvy lletettwe. or. lloi lm-th- (lame.
218 Frill. to the Front: or. The \‘vmrilt-uuisx llumm
3-11 hivrra "zuu. In. lr.-::ti.«r I‘errvt' 1r. A >131an lNTUllUn.
24! .‘ii'l'i‘ll Humvn Secret: or, The Ulmulv Fin-twin“.
258 Morn: ﬁnan- i'ard: M. “to Anwa u! Big Vista.
' Sit-run ham'n Fm out Un'l'lw 51"]le llritle.
K‘UIIIIU'HO Kill ('7‘. Ti H “interim”: \liI-«r.
Kangaroo Kii’n lltu-Iu-I; M. ‘l in- l'mlt- l-i Plnyrd-(lut.
Death-Face. llvhl‘livra or. I in}: in New York,
The Iiov Detective: or. tL-iu l in... lil!‘ Sl‘urpuhooter,
“'ﬂiol’I-l'lyl' ii” l’Fi-‘I'lh'v‘. “l. A? llll mud Augels.
l Gilt-Edged Dix-L, ch.- 51: rt Dunn...
l 5 (‘nntuin Ferret. 1"“ 3"" Ynl'k thootiro.
1'3! Vow Yuri. Noll, ttm tiny-Mr] Dem-me.
92“ The Arab Dru-0th 1-: M, Show. r, the B-y Sharp.
’91 Turk the Day Ferret.
325» Kelley, IIieLe\ .1 (‘o.. tlw thwtlws nl Philnddphlg.
348 Manhattan Mllw, the liowvry Dru-dive.
400 \l'rinklt‘a. tho- Night-“‘atrh human“.
416 High ilat Harry. the lion hull Detective.
426 tin": Nah-idiot. the ll.- ur-lloy Dun-tire.
48 Jim lleak and Pull. rlvnh- Mann-u.
86 CNN en Iioot‘, thv lluli‘ulo D.-m(m: 0!, Tu.» Border \‘uluxru,
32 "oh “'ooli‘z ur, 'lluI Girl Dual-Shot
45 Did AvaIam-he: or. Wild Edna. the Girl lillglnd.
53 Jim llludaoo. Jr.. the Boy leuix.
6| lluvkilorn Bill: or. Tim Red liille ’lenm
92 (lanolin (‘het l or, (lhl Annrmnln in Sitting Bull'n Camp.
llii .l aek Iloyle the Yuung Siwculntur.
125 Donal-1a Illll. Miner; Ir, Madam Mystery, the Forger.
"cu-a iloh the King of [Mothlarka
Solid ﬂtlnl, the Dow Rililll'Art'l’ll‘. nr. Tho- Bruudwl iimwl.
Nohby Nit-k ofNevada; or, The Sit-m.- St-nmpn.
\“llll Frank thn- l‘llll‘hlhlll Bravo: 0'. Lady Lily's Love.
.\ polio "I". the Trail Tornado: nr. Rowdy Kate.
(‘yelone Kit. lllv Your": Gladiator: or. The Locked Valley.
.I umlm Joe, I’m liny l‘aml: or. The Rival Hun.
A No. I. the DnnhlnxTnH-Tahr.
808 ’l.lza Jane. "‘9 ’lirl Slim-r: or. tin lvnn-Norved Snort.
Little Quirk-Shot; or, The Dead FIK‘Q of [)auenvlllo.
_ Pint-(llam- Frt-d. 'he Gent tr-nn Gopher.
Kabob Nod: or. The, Eur-rot. 0| 8|th City.
(‘ool Kit. ill“ Kira vi Kidi; or, A Vlllnin'n Vengeance.
, halta Fe Fol, the Slit-hm; or. A Sunk \'..ng....n.~.._
0 Heal-kin Hum. tho Stu-rind: or The Tlihutml of Ten.
K“. Keith. 1 v lbw.- uv Spnller.
.hol t-‘harrw. the Now \‘orl.’ Night-Hawk.
om Hayroed Among llunoo Men.
BY J. C. CDWDIHCK.
Broadway "lily. the Boothlnck Bravo.
liroadway Dill)":- lluudle: or, ClutingaStrnnge Cl!
Broadway llllly‘a- ‘l'rililkilty.”
7 Broadway Dilly'n Death “aria-t.
Iroudway mur- h‘urpriue l’nrty.
lroudwuy Dilly; or, The Iloylleu-(‘U‘ e': 'N: lnnlnr.
Irondway IIIIIy‘u llrad Actq-r, 1h. 2 vnaue ot Swen.
lroadwuy llilly Ahroad; or, In- Immune. in Frisco.
{roadway lillly’a lion; annealing San ll rnucucu'n Fine-t.
lroadwny Dilly In (Wm-or.
Broadway Dilly in 'l‘o‘ua; or, The River Runtlrn.
703 Broadway Billy’- l'rnnd.
II11 "roadway Dilly at Funta l‘o: or. The Clevur Deal.
0 Broadway liiliy’u l'ull Ilnudt nr,The Gluan DhleCllYQ.
Broadway lilily’n Ilunlncrn.
{roadway Bill)":- (‘urluua Cane.
lroadwny Hilly in Donn-r.
lroadwny llllly'n l nrrnluz or, The 'lhrw, Detective.
lroadwuy "lily, llw llril’lrvt'i’ Deb-ct“ e.
{roadway llilly'u Shad w Chum.
drnadway Billy’s lit-ag- on; or. The 'l‘rlo‘a Quut.
Iroadway ililly‘d 'i'oamt Or, 'I h»- Conlhlue'l Iii: Pull.
{roadway IIilly’u Brigade: or, The Dead Alive.
Iroadway fill)".- Quu-r Request.
{roadway Dilly "allied.
iroadwuy lfllly’n Si nul Snoop.
{roadway Hill)": 11' [u- lint.
Broadway liilly'n Dunk Racket-
lroadway llillp’n llluil'.
{roadway hilly Amoaf Jena-y 'I‘ha'a.
iroadway’ ill] "a Ital .
{roadway llllly'u lily Doom.
lroad way Billy - lily: lluluo.
lrnadway lsllly’u I'M"! 000 Snap.
iroudwuy iiilly'n lilInd: hr. The Bontblack Stowaway.
Iroadway Dilly In loudon.
lroadway Dilly Mlndown London Slu-ﬁ.
Iroadwuy iiilly'u l' rcrwh (iauw.
Broadway Billy and the llonriI-Throworl.
niIvor-Maak. the ill-n ul lyrter); 01’. Thr (Golden Kayo.
“ha‘to. tho Gold ls'inrt 0'. FMSoven Yun Dad.
The Detective'a A ppreutiuet or, A Boy Without . Name.
I‘ibuta John: M, Red-"0i. Time: at Auto Bu.
Handy Ham. the Street Scout.
"limo Dan. the hall) Dude
Iiedlikht Ralph the Prince 0’ the Ruth
The Engineer Detective: or, Rmillght Ralph’l Bowl“
“art, the Kluht Expresn Dctetlive. A
Air-Lino Luke do You": Engines-r; or, The Double Cue
the no! l‘lnlu-rton: or, Running the Rnacall Out.
ti 5 Fighting llnrr v rhr Chis-i of (‘hnlnnd Cvclonc.
(MD Elan-hunk Roth, tho‘ ('untnnr of the Circle.
ill? 'lynewritpr Tilly. thr Merrhant'n “MM.
659 ‘l oonllrzht. .“ormm tlm “ Pilvnvnl ",“nn of Auto Bu.
m7 linttory lion. tl-o lhwl.’ Detective.
R91 Arizona Didd- \\ inc-"III.
90" .ltlmpllrr .illt-L‘a Jubilee.
906 “slimy Snru, n..- (‘yr'r Sit-rt.
9|? 'l‘rniu lloy Triut’a lint. lluutlo.
9134 The Twin!" Dook-llov.
9‘54 lllq llootn Rah, the ll‘ire-llmldle.
980 lluntlor linlnh. tiu- I’m Fnotlor.
935 The l’x-Vt-w-hm- 'iﬂil‘l'ilVl"l (1mm.
9—“ The "owlimr IT-rt-on I't-Ievihe'n Drop.
“44 I‘owho)‘ "harlir'n l-‘onbll'.
94? The ﬂowery 11' rmtlor: M. The "Hither-B05": Backer.
953 l’addv’n Trump (‘nrds or. Silver Milk-{the Girl Sport.
960 The ill-and“ ln' Sports hr. Flwr Fwd“: (‘Imr on...
967 .1000 Reward; or, 'l‘le lliwnl lirportrn’ Sleek Scoop.
BY HAROLD PAYNE.
818 Dan, the River Spot-it ﬁr. Failing the Frlnco Sharp.
R99 liowa-ry “on In Chinatown.
911 Bowery Duh. the FINN-bide Dc tee-the,
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3 96% lluil'nlo
95. 'lhe (‘ireua DotH-tlu‘.
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liill'n Hun-ll Ilidi-t vr, Sure-Shut, the lllgh-Flyer.
iiil'a "('00) z or. 'l he Arizona (rm-k Sin-1.
llill’u Malt-n a-(‘hu-e.
1048 lSullnlo illli'n FIIup-S mt: m, \i'lhl Kio'l 'l’rxnll Tall}
94': liutlnlo lllll‘a 'i ongh Tut-ale.
9:16 Hull'an Hill“ Boy Mun-0t; or. Joe Jurvia’ “Mildly.
929 llnllulo Iiill'u (‘rnt-k-nhot I’m-d.
1:00 lluﬂ'ala illil'u lloy i’urd; or, Butterfly Billy.
it‘ll ltumno
95‘s Illllf'ttLo
‘ 2lii Div-on Kill, the l'riurw m the Rena.
222 lilson Ildll‘l- (‘lucz "V. Grit. the Bluvo Sport.
BY BI'FFAID BILL.
3 KarIIa< King: ur, The Red Right. Han-l.
19 The Phantom E y: or, ’I he Him! “I the Prairie.
55 Deadly-Lye. the {inknown Set ut. or, The Banded motherhood
63 Border liohiu llood: nr,‘i'he th'lr Rover.
I58 Fancy Frank or ('nlormioa or. The Trapper'n Truat.
BV CAPT. ALFRED II. TAYLOR. ll. 8. A.
l9] iiuiralo llllly. the Roy Bullwhnckev.
194 Bud'an lllll’u Ilrt t Mr. '1 lu- l-‘anlxler Guide.
111' COLDNEI. l’ilEN'i'lSh‘ lNGll/LIIA“.
982 New York Nnt‘n Dro : or. EN’FWV"! 531‘?" “"1" cu”
926 New \Zork Nut and the 'I raltor Ferret-
Ii20 )ew lurk hat Trapped.
911 New \ork hat‘a 'i hree ot‘ a Kind.
903’ New \ ork hal’n Double.
‘ \:ork Sat’n in Colorado.
' \_ork hat In Gold Nugget Camp.
' \_ork hnt’n Deadly Deal.
' \ork 1.\|It'n ( rook-Chaim.
‘ \ ork hath Trump Curd.
York hat nnd the (-‘rau- Ghoul!-
' York hnt’n Marked Moot-oi.
fork .\ at. tho Unlnin l‘ntrvihe.
85? Dick ioom'q Idmvp or Enoch-ﬂat.
"47 Did. iomn'a 'len Fir Re.
842 Die]. inom'u Fluah "and.
772 Dick ioom’i Death-Grim or. The Detective by Deltiny.
7?? Dick ioom’a I'Q’Illll)‘; or, 'I hr River Blacklu’n Teﬂor.
7H4 niok luv-u. or 'l he Sharp: and Shuar at New York.
738 Diok loom In Doc-toll: or, A Man oi Many Maaku.
793 "ilk loom Ia "lllt'li o
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79" Dick lioom ill the \i'lld ‘1‘ eat.
808 Dirk iomn’a (‘lenr S“ rep; or, Flu Llnhlna Clue.
80R Diz-k ioom’n l‘t-ath i‘lue.
ioom'o Diamond Deal.
819 Dink Doom'a I-‘lrl .‘i au-ot.
“'39 Dirk ioom‘a Shadow Hunt.
885 Die ' Doom‘a llig livul.
749 Dar-hing (‘Irarllcx or.’l'lle Krntmlty'l'enderfoot'l FlntTrall.
75“ Dal-hing (‘harlio’n lieu-tiny: or. The Renende’l Coptlv»
7‘30 Danhlng ( hurlle‘n l’nu mu- l'ard.
756 Dan-hing I‘hurlie, the Rescuer.
‘97 llaok Taylor, Kinu oi th» Cowboy;
787 Bank Taylor. the. (onmrrhe'n (‘a live.
748 nut-k Tnvlnr‘a lloyax tr,'l‘h. Fm Hialer- ottho Rio Grundy-
boo Pawnee Inn. on», Prairie Shadow-r.
?18 Pawnee Bill: or. ('arl, iJu- Mad (‘owhom
719 puwu‘e "ml. plat...“ or,’l'll¢('owhoy'lDoom.
725 Pawnee “ill: nr. During Dirk.
692 Redforn’a (‘uriou- (‘aaet m, Tm Riv-l Sharps.
691 liedi‘l-rn at “('Vll‘a Ila-(Ill; nr,le Mmerqu Tans.
702 Iledi'el'n’a lligh "and; or Blue Jacket.
1'0? liedi’era’a Land Trail: oanhr Red SombrrmRougcn.
And Filly DIheru. ’
DY IJEITT. A. K. SIMS.
SS9 Tom-(lat and l’ard; or. The Dad Sat at. Sllnr Clty.’
0932 Tom-(Vat!- 'I‘riud; vr. 'l'h» Aﬂ'uir ll Tombstone. ‘
681 Tom Cat’a Terrible Tau-k; or 'J‘he Cowboé Detective.
683 Tom-Cat'a Trium h or. [link Dnn'l Glt'll. omblno.
5411 Captain (‘aotnut r haparnl Cock; or. Jno'h'l Ten Strike
56“ The iiantly ni' Dodgr; or, Bustling lor Mllllonl.
576 The ‘Ilu-r Sport; or. .imh l‘u-pennlnt’l Jubilee.
533 Saifrou Ho]. th» Man With a Shadow .
001 llupp ' “mm. 'hv Dual \‘ldnrq: cr.llot Tltnrlat Round-Up
(ill lilldad Barnacle, tho- Detrctive Horrulra.
“45$ (‘owhoy 01d, ll‘nl' (only-Rance [ninth-e.
657 “'arhliug “'Illigm the Mountain Mountebank.
“(i5 Jolly Jeremiah, tlu- Plnlnn Detective.
6?“ Signal ﬁn- the- Lookout Scout.
089 Dilly tho I’lypay Spy: or, The Muster ol Two Liv", .
699 Simple ﬁlm, the Bronrho Bu-tn: or. lot: ﬁles en.
7172 The Manuel-Int, Sport: or, The Mylttﬁod Dotted".
783 Tolteo Tom, the Mml Prnnpertor.
745 Rana“ Jim. the (‘ron-f'nt Delrrtlvr.
761 Marmaduke, tlw Muntnurer Dvuwih'e.
7“! The “antler of Rolling Stone.
73.”) Lona "an Joe, the (‘omuuiteootOhL
801 Kent, Kirby, llu- llmh—Kirher lrom Killbuck.
882 The Dootor Dete etive in Texas.
#72 Two Showman l'Mw-Ilu-n in Colorado. .
98? The Teun Firohrnnd: or. litulol Billy‘u Saap.Shot
961 The Tramp'n Trump-Trick.
BY '1‘. .l. FLANAGAN.
909 Silduhipman Dav-o. tho Pirate ('atoher.
I025 The \ ounc (‘owimy (‘uptuin. . .
988 The Two Mid-hipmen; or, The Corsair-Chuva Fun.
l‘l‘u :4.
949 The Three Lieutenant-1'
95“ The “alumni “iddy ; or. The Four Commanders.
966 Fighting Juok Simbriek
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9N0 Three l‘u-H-t-Iivo Pal-lint 0'" N ‘m’l’ MTV! "-3! “MW-
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“nntnm Billy. the Parker-Ferret: or. llunl. llulmm a
llnuhlo Tlrvyl. llyd. (‘. (‘nwulrh-k.
Dld Plant" Dark Deal; or, “m”. Mum h, -n “rill. "I:
\l'm. l’ryry l'rna n.
“l'ﬂalo "In" “mo shat-l "V, The lillclahlu l‘uruv-v’u
liy ('uL l‘. lngrulu-iu.
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9? The Boy-Sp“ lietoviivu. Ry Ned St. hlvyt".
97 Deadwood Dirk, Jr-‘I, Death-Doom. liy Edward L.
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